These summer days are such a blessing, so special. Each one of the children is a delight and joy, all of them together is a party. There is indoor and outdoor excitement. Just this morning, Caleb, Seth and Sarah colored all over a box and made a boat. Then, they put the kitchen chairs in a line and made a train. I make sippy cups of milk and serve bowls of cereal. I sip my coffee and visit blogs. Now they are watching the Crocodile Hunter catch snakes and the dog is lying down practically on top of his boy Caleb; he loves summer, too.
Just yesterday Caleb and Seth brought me a toad that they found in the grass by the Bird Forest. We sat him on a book and took his picture.
It's the time of year for poetry....lots and lots of light, joyful, children's poems.
My brother David sent me the Christina G. Rossetti book of poetry.
Now We are Six is one of my favorites. I know I've shared several of A.A. Milne's poems here before.
In my heart, I'm feeling poems. Of boys and girls, birthdays, laughter, treats in the kitchen, songs, animals, the vegetable garden, staying up late, summer days.
Glorious summer days.
I stood for a long time, trying to get a picture of a fluttering monarch butterfly. A few years ago I read in a magazine article that the monarchs are decreasing in number due to a lack of milkweed (where they lay their eggs). As a result, I have allowed milkweed to "take over" one of my small flower beds by the house. I was thrilled yesterday to discover a monarch laying eggs under the leaves. Upon inspection, I found several caterpillars and eggs in various stages of development. Son David and I look forward to watching them grow.
Brown and furry
Caterpillar in a hurry
Take your walk
To the shady leaf, or stalk
Or what not,
Which may be the chosen spot.
No toad spy you,
Hovering bird of prey pass by you;
Spin and die,
To live again a butterfly. ~C. Rossetti
Yesterday afternoon I took Sarah, baby chicks, and a couple of my old diaries outside with me. We sat in a spot that I've never spent time in before (down at the end of the new pond, near the woods). Reading words that I wrote in my 20's, I would look up and marvel at how far we've come since those early years of marriage. I hadn't written in my last diary since David was a baby (blogging and busyness took over the written word, sadly)....I updated it with the announcement of three more children and a move to the country. Counting blessings, humbly thanking God. It was a beautiful time. I saw so many birds, and a flock of gold finches chasing each other through the trees.
I've been wanting to show a photo of the baby toads. Each spring, toads come from the woods to lay eggs in our pond. It takes several months for the eggs to grow and develop. But now, they are starting to absorb their tadpole tails and they are hopping on the edge of the pond, finding new homes. I caught one and put it on my phone, to show how tiny (but perfect!) they are.
Life isn't always quiet....with big teenage boys in the family. They grabbed their little brother and took him down to the dock (where I was sitting) to throw him in. It didn't go well, Ethan let go before Jacob did and Dave's head bounced off the end of the dock.
As I sat with his head on my lap, consoling Dave and waiting for E to return with an ice pack, I noticed the clouds above were so beautiful.
Thankfully, other than a goose egg on the back of his head, David was fine (mad, but fine).
No one can tell me,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes. ~Milne
They all fished last night, even Sarah, (but she had an empty stick-no hook). The others had sticks with string, bobber and a hook; that's all. No "real" poles here.
The fish were hungry; they caught a lot.
Don't talk, anybody, don't come near!
Can't you see that the fish might hear?
He thinks I'm playing with a piece of string;
He thinks I'm another sort of funny thing.
But he doesn't know I'm fishing--
He doesn't know I'm fishing.
That's what I'm doing--
How many hours in a day?
Twenty-four for work and play. ~Rossetti
Isn't life a joy? There is so much to be thankful for.
I hope my friends have a great day today! You are loved. xoxo