Monday Morning Haze

The leaves really are changing. There is a tiny flash of crimson up the hill and an anemic sun fighting to break through a brooding grey cloud. Oop, it seems the cloud has won. I always feel these little weather and scenery updates will be a great consolation to the various readers of this blog. Any good book you read, if it was written before 1950, will begin with a description of the house and the scenery. It is only these modern novels that begin in the middle of a conversation or a murder or something.

What a busy weekend we had. Cleaned the house all day Saturday and put the school room back together again for school to begin this week. Really definitly going to start this time. No more fussing around. Going to wake up early on Tuesday morning and cheerfully call the children together for a new fresh year of learning and joy. After a healthy and fun breakfast we will gather and begin with prayer and perhaps a song. Then each child will eagerly gather the books I have so carefully chosen and begin the glorious task of learning from the wisdom of the ages. I will attend with my calm, loving, motherly presence. Then all the school materials will be happily restored to their true homes and we will sit together for a nutrious family meal, a “shared core experience” as they used to call it on NPR in the nineties.

Or, barring that, I will roll groggily out of bed and dump cereal in bowls and then lose half my papers and books and the children will cry and then we will order Chinese food. That could also happen. Maybe it will be something between the two.

So it was an ordinary weekend doing the ordinary things, cleaning the house and going to church and indulging in a big glorious pork roast after. Later I sat on the porch and drank an entire pot of tea and watched the gentle rain from heaven fall on the place beneath and felt that perhaps there is a God after all, who does nice things sometimes.

And now, oh best beloved, I'm going to cut some late summer flowers and then trundle off to Aldi and then laminate the children's lists, because you can't homeschool if you don't sometimes laminate.