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Monthly Archives: April 2011
James and I are reading John Bunyan’s Pilgrim’s Progress over a period of two years as suggested by the lovely advisers at Ambleside Online. In our reading this week, Christian (the pilgrim who is progressing) has met another progressing pilgrim … Continue reading
I got tagged in a note on Facebook and decided to play along. I thought I’d go ahead and share this here because…why not? 1. I have been a piano teacher in 7 states 2. I played piano at a … Continue reading
We were in the garage, stuffed with boxes in one corner, and James tossed something to me like a frisbee. I saw a Chinet plate laying upside down on the floor. “What is that?” I asked. “Oh, something you painted … Continue reading
One picture didn’t upload on the last post. Here she is and a close-up, as well as a close-up of the Woodpecker that you might not have noticed in the last post.
In awe and gratitude to the firstborn of all creation and the firstborn from the dead — the One in whom all things were created, those in the heavens and those upon the earth. (Colossians 1)
James was having difficulty with a piece of music and told me that it was his least favorite and that he didn’t like it at all. To his chagrin, I assigned it for a third straight week. I told him … Continue reading
Frederick Chopin is our composer for this term. We have been enjoying this video of Andre Watts playing the Revolutionary Etude. Funny to think about a children’s program having a classical artist play an entire piece like this. It probably … Continue reading
In case you couldn’t see him from the last post, here’s a close up.
After our fun in the snow yesterday we decided to take a drive and saw a few other critters enjoying their own Snow Day. Later that evening we went to a spotter’s class with the National Weather Service. James learned … Continue reading
Meadowlark in the field across the road from us. I hear them singing all day long, but never see them near the house.