Thursday, March 31, 2016

currently... {1}

Today {two days late} I'm joining in with Katy Upperman who writes these posts every other Tuesday on her blog...

Currently... 

...I'm loving...

The sunshine. The wind. Time spent outside laughing, talking, blowing bubbles and reading. The breeze on my face and the sound of bubbles popping... you have to listen closely, and when you hear the gentle pop it's like you're entering the fairy world... it's pure magic. I'm loving... early mornings, and early evenings. Having the windows open and still keeping the flannel sheets on the bed. His smile when he walks downstairs in the morning, the way he laughs with his eyes when he sees me squinting at the computer screen in the dark early hours. The way we're growing older together. The way we're staying young together. The way we laugh and love together.

...I'm reading...

... {rereading}The Orphan Train by Christina Baker Kline, this time for a book club. I'm happy to reread, as I've been going through books a second or third time to figure out the way some of my favorite authors write. How they structure. How they move a book along... {the biggest issue in my own writing!}


I'm also slowly working through A Gracious Space Spring Edition by Julie Bogart, Writing Tools by Roy Peter Clark, Wild Bird Guides: Black-capped Chickadee by Susan M. Smith, and This Cake is for the Party, stories by Sarah Selecky. I've never had as many titles going at once. But. They are all different, both in subject matter and genre, and so having the variety to choose for whatever mood I'm in has been a nice change of pace from my normal read it start to finish manner.

I have to note, A Gracious Space has been a pleasant surprise. I've found it difficult to find a secular daily... devotional of sorts for homeschooling parents. And half way through, this is fitting the bill. Julie Bogart is kind, thoughtful, funny in her own way, and gentle. With the reader, and with her ideas for homeschooling families. Love it.


...I'm watching...

...lots of YouTube videos....
Minecraft videos
The Daly Show {Tim Daly... his YouTube show... not for everyone - language, content... but good lord, I laughed until I cried, especially during the episode with Nathan Fillion...}
Our Queen at 90 {yup, you know I love it!}

...and planning on watching the new season of Grantchester in the very near future...

...I'm listening to...

...the children having deep conversations with each other about how they are individuals and yet it's strange to think about how everyone has their own thoughts. The birds laughing. The Lumineers station on Pandora and Modest Mouse's Float On and Coldplay's Us Against the World: "And if we could float away, fly up to the surface and just start again, and lift off before trouble just erodes us in the rain..." The tea kettle boiling. Bubbles popping...


...I'm thinking about...

Beach days. Floating on the waves. Sandy toes. How I need to find a big water jug so we can stay at the shore long past we drink our individual water bottles empty on hot summer days. Connection. Intentional connection. Intentional everything. The story I'm writing. The characters. Orchards and chickadees. How early mornings are wonderful but I wish I could work around being a night owl... but the kids. And time. Time. I'm thinking a lot about time. End of the homeschool year write ups and evaluations. Lilacs and allergy season and warmth. Sandy toes. Wet beach towels. Crusty, salty mermaid hair. Floating...

...I'm anticipating...

...my world - our world - in bloom. 

... I'm wishing...

...for kindness. For a gentle wave of kindness to spread across our country. For people to think before they act or react. For calm nights and days where ease spreads in front of us like a picnic basket of space to breathe, kindness, and thoughtful approaches to challenges to feast on. I'm wishing for some movement. Some stillness. Some quiet. Some heart thumping, loud music. For everything and nothing. 

...making me happy...

... tea. Always tea. The 1000 piece puzzle we're working on as a family, how we each come and take a stab at it, and then retreat only to be called back to it. Sometimes at the same time, sometimes on our own. The changing seasons. Texting with friends. Walking into town for the first time this year, holding hands with my babies who are no longer babies; seeing our streets up close and personal. How their hands still reach for mine, they still sneak into our bed, and they give big hugs and say big things and feel even bigger things and they want to share it all with me and him. Amazing, this life we're living.