It’s that time of year.
School has started,
the winter rains will soon be a guest who always overstays his welcome,
and we’ll be inside a lot.
We like to get in a few nature walks before umbrella season.
I don’t have a book, I don’t have a curriculum,
I don’t have a Science journal.
I feel pretty good about just getting outside
with two shoes that are the same
and a child whose face is wearing less than half their lunch.
Last Spring I found a shelf with a lot of neat compartments.
I put it on the fireplace mantle – empty.
I added some Scrabble letters to label the shelf.
It sat and waited and waited and waited.
When it probably gave up hope of ever being something useful again,
we went for a walk.
A tisket, a tasket, a rainbow-striped basket.
We were looking for mostly seeds,
discussing how each plant
gives off seed to produce more plants the next season.
Some seeds were good to eat.
They didn’t make it home to the shelf.
While she was picking blackberries,
I was enthralled with the rotting, mossy fence.
You’ve got to count your many blessings everyday…