To Be With You...

Very busy holidays here. Food, laughter, hikes, tears, smiles, flurry, play, fights, makeups, more food, love. 

Our Christmas puppy, Atticus. He is a sweetie!

Piggybacks from biggest sister. 

Hiking with cousins.  

River rock climbers. 

My girl come home to our hills. 

Winter Nature Walk

We had a warm winter day! Sunny and 60. The week previous set a record here, we got down to 3 degrees. We quickly decided to finish independent school work and skip our morning time in favor of a nature walk. 

I've been terrible about nature study this winter. Winter is very hard for me, I'm still a Floridian at heart. I love the change of seasons but after Christmas, I'm so done with winter. I know I know, at that point it's barely begun!

This lovely quote is spurring me on to better habits. 

". . . what we desire, who have the question of the right guiding and training of the young eager mind so much at heart, is, above all things, to make this power of wonder, this spirit of enquiry, a durable and life-long possession, so that whatever else may fail the children in the course of years, the love and healing of Nature may be a priceless treasure to them for ever."

Francis Blogg

Ms. Blogg became the wife of G. K. Chesterson. I love connections. I found this nugget in a Parents Review article about Natural History Clubs. Which I am soon to start with my CM boon companion Sara. I'm very excited about this but I digress. 

You may think nature doesn't have much to offer in January but we have learned there is always something to see, if we have Eyes. 

And of course there are rocks to climb. 

And sticks. 

What we found were the mosses and fungus and lichen were thriving. We had a lot of rain the day previous so they were bright and hydrated, just gorgeous!

I did find this fuzzy plant under some leaves. I've not identified it yet. I didn't realize I'd also captured a centipede as well until hubs pointed it out!

We found dinosaurs of one kind...

And another. 

I love moss!

Here we took a break to enter our finds in our nature journals. The littlest boys were throwing sand so my attempt at journaling moss was a disaster. I had to take them on a lizard hunt so the older children could paint and sketch in peace. 

Maura chose loblolly pine. 

Curtiss, holly. 

It was a good day. I'm grateful to live somewhere that I can enjoy a 60 degree winter day, although rare. But I do not doubt that even my friends in Minnesota have days where there is something creation offers, as long as we have eyes. 

Regardless, there are always kisses to steal.