I hope I never lose my sense of wonder. If that makes me naive, then so be it.

Wednesday, 10 October 2007


Today is the second in what, according to the Weather Network forecast, is a long series of dreary, rainy days stretching through the whole of the week. Cool and rainy, and I am happy. This weather is so much more fitting for fall than the hot sunny days we'd had. Sure, I liked it at first, but it was just feeling wrong. I get into fall mode in October and want warm soups that steam the smells of roasted garlic and bacon and leeks, hearty stews thick with beef and lentils or chicken and dumplings, spicy chili sprinkled with cheese. It was just too hot to prepare any of those, so this week we are enjoying it. I do love the feeling of walking into a house from the cold, damp outdoors, and being flooded by warmth and the smell of something wonderful cooking.

My apologies to those who were loving the extension of summer. I may not love the deep cold of winter, but am Canadian enough to relish the autumn.

School continues, the girls working at math, grammar and spelling, in addition to history (ancient Assyria and Babylon right now), science (plant types: bryophytes (mosses) and ferns this week). R and A are involved in Junior Partnership Program (JPP) which gives them some more academics: simple machines, history of Britain in North America, French, and Creative Writing. This week they are starting work on their projects, one for science (research an invention. A is doing a pop-up toaster, R solar panels) and one for history (research one of Britain's 13 colonies. A is doing New York, R Massachusetts). So the work continues apace.

I am catching up on many errands, we visited one of the girls' friends in hospital yesterday and were pleased to hear that he's doing better. I am also engrossed in a Stephen Leacock book. How, oh how, could I have missed reading him all these years? Why did we do Canadian Lit that was boring in high school, instead of reading his works? Thanks to Serendipity, who got me started on Arcadian Adventures of the Idle Rich, I have now read as much of his writing as I can get my little paws on. Brilliant stuff, enjoyable satire, clever commentary.

Of course with the cold dreariness there are many outside jobs not getting done, but they will still be there when the sun returns. I have learned that they do not get upset and leave if you ignore them. One sometimes wishes that they were more easily offended.

1 comment:

sue said...

I love how you write