Monday March 20 Everyone was sluggish today, including me. Sophie did math, copywork, and read Geography to me. No French. Bella did math, copywork, picked out a dictation sentence, wrote a paragraph about General Henry Knox. No Latin or reading...
“Awake, O sleeper, and arise from the dead, and Christ will give you light.” Not as man sees does God see In today’s first reading Samuel is by God sent to anoint the new king of Israel. Looking at Jesse’s sons, he is certain that...
Bella chose this poem to read aloud to me last week. I’d never read it before and I was very much taken with it. How lovely to be introduced to a new poem by my daughter. SEAWEED by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. When descends on the Atlantic The...
Monday March 13 Sophie did math and copywork and read to me from Child’s Geography. Bella did math, copywork, and worked on illuminated letters. Ben did math, letter workbook, and copywork. And decided he wanted to try to read the first Bob book. He...
First of all, Saturday was Sophie’s birthday. She turned 9! I can’t believe how big she’s getting! Monday March 6 I was sick. Everyone did math and copywork then I went back to bed. No read alouds. I was coughing too much. Tuesday...
I’ve been having fun recently poking around on a Facebook page, Discarding Image, that shares pictures from medieval manuscripts. I’ve been especially fond of the various illustrations that picture more or less anthropomorphic animals...
The stone the builders rejected has become the cornerstone. By the LORD has this been done; it is wonderful in our eyes. —Psalm 118: 22-23 This Friday’s Gospel was Matthew 21:33-43.45-46, the parable of the tenants in the vineyard. At the end of the...
“Might I,” quavered Mary, “might I have a bit of earth?” Recently while browsing through pages of art from children’s books, I stumbled upon a Russian blog that had posted pictures from the most beautiful illustrated copy of The...
“The Bible, like the philosophy of Aristotle, for example, contains more than a sum of doctrines; it represents *a way of thinking*, a specific context in which general concepts possess a particular significance, a standard of evaluation, a...
There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons – That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes – Heavenly Hurt, it gives us – We can find no scar, But internal difference – Where the Meanings, are – None may teach it – Any – ‘Tis...
