Warm sunshine on your back, leaves unfurling and marvelous moss and lichen? Yes, please. We enjoyed some signs of spring and nature study with all our ages this week. It went something like this… Have that nature prompt within sight, by the back door. So, as soon as the little black rain clouds move on we can dart out in the backyard. Go on a
“Mama, I need a towel because I did one of the nature prompts,” she calls through the cracked open back door. I look and her feet are covered in clay. I smile. “Make a little mud and walk through it in your bare feet.” ~ August Outdoor Hour Challenge Newsletter Earlier I had printed the Outdoor Hour Challenges nature study grid and placed it in
They eat leaves! ~ four-year-old They are so beautiful when they are caterpillars and when they are butterflies. ~ six-year-old I just love seeing how they live when they are a caterpillar, when they are a butterfly. I just love seeing their life cycle. Tiny, tiny caterpillars are so cute! ~ nine-year-old We’ve watched metamorphosis up close. A gulf fritillary caterpillar turn into a butterfly.
“Happiness is a quiet, perpetual rejoicing in small events.” ~ author unknown We’re putting the pause button on summer. One of the ways we are hanging on to summer is to savor nature. Gathering flowers from the yard and making arrangements. I’ve been using my phone camera to capture blooms when we venture outside into the green of summer… Growing things in our yard. 1.
Loving Creator, help me reawaken my childlike sense of wonder at the delights of Your world! ~ Marilyn Morgan Helleberg Amongst the patches of Georgia red clay and overgrown rose bushes that hang over the way… even amidst the backyard play, there are things that grow every day… A new daylily. Some from my Daddy’s yard and some from Mama Ann’s. Names like prairie moonlight,
The greens of spring. Basil in bottom left with sweet potato vine and squash plant. It’s a busy week. I’m up early making my list. Lil’ Buddy comes down the steps, hair tousled. He’s ready for the day. I turn from my spot on the couch and notice that out the window it is quietly raining. Steady drops and misty. I mention the rain to
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in. ~John Muir And that was us. We had been noticing the dogwood blossoms for a full week as we went back and forth, in and out of the neighborhood and thought it was time to take an up close look and
Mama Ann’s dogwood Watching dogwoods turn from white and pink… into their full summer dress… Visiting Mama Ann a couple of weeks ago when all was in full bloom… Exclaiming over Queen Anne’s lace on the side of the road on the way to church… Stopping to take a photo of a thistle… Planting a garden. Making mud puddles. Noticing new blossoms on the oak