Friday, December 7, 2007
After the Rain
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Chinese Brush Work
Greeting Cards
Annie and I are selling our wares at the homeschool craft faire and these are some of the greeting cards she has made. She use salt and watercolors. Part of the proceeds go to support the Berkeley Women Homeless Drop-in Center. We're also donating a big pot of turkey soup we made and froze after Thanksgiving.
On the Ice
Annie has dreamed of ice skating, so we finally went and she is starting to get the hang of it. It feels scary to be on such a slick surface with thin metal blades because you get going fast very quickly and you need a lot of strength and balance. We are working on it.
She wore her "cat spirit" hat (from Northern China) to help her with her bravery and balance. And to keep her warm!
She wore her "cat spirit" hat (from Northern China) to help her with her bravery and balance. And to keep her warm!
Thanks Mr. President
metamorphasis
First they came as small caterpillars, that climbed to the top of their jars,
then they each created a chrysalis around their bodies, and started to transform themselves,
then they hatched into Painted Lady Butterflies which we enjoyed for a few days, then released!
Annie documented the stages with these drawings.
then they each created a chrysalis around their bodies, and started to transform themselves,
then they hatched into Painted Lady Butterflies which we enjoyed for a few days, then released!
Annie documented the stages with these drawings.
Monday, December 3, 2007
"I Feel Christmas in My Bones"
It took most of the day, and into the night, to set up our multi-generations of ornaments, knick knacks, and treasures! This year Annie did a bunch of the decorating herself, and nearly matched me in my excitement and enthusiasm. She whistled, sang and danced around most of the day, driving us a little nuts, but mostly delighting us! We still have a few areas to finish, plus knowing us, we will keep on shifting things around until we're satisfied!
At one point Annie said "I feel Christmas in my bones!" She comes from a long line of women in my family who LOVE Christmas. My Grandmother and my Mother would have been so proud. I am.
So far we/I have plans to;
Go ice skating today!
Annie and I are in the Homeschool Craft Fair
Have a kids holiday party
Have a neighborhood, more grown up get together
Annie wants to go visit Santa
The Meyers' homeschoolers are coming to visit
Sara & Ezra are coming to visit
Grandma & Grandpa are coming to visit
Tuesday playdates with Ilana
Thursday playdates with Lily

At one point Annie said "I feel Christmas in my bones!" She comes from a long line of women in my family who LOVE Christmas. My Grandmother and my Mother would have been so proud. I am.
So far we/I have plans to;
Go ice skating today!
Annie and I are in the Homeschool Craft Fair
Have a kids holiday party
Have a neighborhood, more grown up get together
Annie wants to go visit Santa
The Meyers' homeschoolers are coming to visit
Sara & Ezra are coming to visit
Grandma & Grandpa are coming to visit
Tuesday playdates with Ilana
Thursday playdates with Lily
Annie and the Earth
Albany Bulb?
Right on the shoreline where Berkeley and Albany meet the ocean there is a place called the Albany Bulb. I remember it as the place where people made sculpture out of driftwood and found objects that had washed ashore. I clearly recall zooming by it from the back seat of the family car, trying to take in all that I could of this interesting "hobo" type art. Well, Bill, Annie and I went over there today for a hike and after a disturbing and creepy two hour walk around the entire area, found out the Albany Bulb is the old Albany dump. And yes, there are some wonderful, imaginative and innovative sculpture and art pieces there, but all made from, and atop, a ton of toxic garbage! Depressing amounts of broken up concrete, all kinds of batteries, hoses, sharp and dangerous metal scrap, wire, glass and I can only imagine what else. Yes, much new life has grown over the top of this teeming mass of waste; cattails, scrub brush, blackberries, pyracantha, copious amounts of fennel, and many other marsh growing plants. Despite all this growth and renewal, I felt a deep sadness seeing all of this waste so close to the water, not to mention the alarm of having Annie (and us) romp through it all. Having said all of this, I guess I'm really starved for clean, open spaces. I feel so restored and hopeful when I walk through trees, fields, beaches and wild spaces and I know I'm just mourning the many close and breathtaking spots we used to frequent in Santa Cruz. Even from our bedroom we could hear elephant seals barking on the shore. I know there are many places of beauty here in the Bay Area, now we just have to find more of them, and make them our own.
And to end on a more uplifting note, Annie collected "stuff" along our hike at the Bulb and she was insistent on creating a sculpture of her own. She called it a "Tree Shrine" and we three added to it, fully knowing that the cycle of life and trash is in each of our hands.
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