Wednesday, May 23, 2012

If only...

More from my little writer:

This time the prompt was "If grown-ups all turned into kids . . ."


His first concern, of course, would be about meals:

If the kids had a recipe they could make dinner and cereal breakfast and sandwiches for lunch.

Then recreation:

and play on the computer without permission they would be happy and they would have to

Turn the page . . .


mow the lawn with scissors.


Monday, May 21, 2012

Musical Monday

Last spring, the Caterpillar's band class performed a couple of nautically-inspired numbers.  Charmed by the music and its piratical associations, he did some research on the individual shanties used in the pieces.  In no time, he and his brothers had this one memorized:


Yes, even our four-year-old knew exactly what to do with a drunken sailor.  This song was our constant companion during our fabulous island getaway.  The boys sang it often as we traveled.  When we arrived at our cottage, we found a neighbor sitting outside playing his banjo.  And guess what he played?  The charm has worn off for most of the boys, but Rollo still bangs this tune out on the piano.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Mother's Day Bouquet


A cluster of tulips,


all from one stalk.

Like my sisters and me,
or my bundle of boys,
with bewildering variety,
but so much in common.

We come from good stock.

Thanks, Mom!

Monday, May 7, 2012

Musical Monday

The Caterpillar has been studying US history this year.  This song came naturally to mind when he reached the War of 1812.  Everyone loves it!






Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Garden Invader


I found this growing next to my blueberry bush.  It is about two inches tall, shaped like a pine cone, pale yellow and sort of waxy in appearance.  I think it is blooming. 

What is this thing?

Plant?  Tree?  Fungus? 
Alien life form that is planning to take over the world?
Whatever it is, it does not belong next to my blueberry bush.
Maybe I'll plant it elsewhere to see what it does.
What would you do?


Update:
This is called a groundcone, a parasite that preys on things like salal and huckleberries.  So, hey, why not a blueberry bush?  I'm glad I moved it.  You can learn more from Parasite of the Day or Wikipedia.