Every Saturday Ruth Ayres hosts Celebrate This Week. Come join us here.
This week I celebrate with verbs.
When the pace slows, there is more time for noticing. Or maybe I remember to take time to notice. I should do more of that even when I get busy. While spending time with my mom on a garden tour in a beautiful New England seaside town, I noticed how much stone is used. I want to learn more about how stone walls are built- especially the ones that have no mortar. I’ve started a collection of photos.
The week was full of opportunities for connecting with family, friends, colleagues and new acquaintances- in person, by phone, over meals and email. I am constantly amazed by the accomplished and interesting people around me, and I love having time to visit with them and hear their stories. The week ahead promises to be full of opportunities to connect at TCRWP and I am as excited as a small child on Christmas Eve.
A group of colleagues met on Tuesday morning for a hike. We crossed streams and climbed steep, narrow paths, and had time to chat and connect. They shared so many fun and interesting stories during our two hours in the woods. And after an hour of steady climbing, this is what we saw.
And this is how I cooled off.
When the pace slows during summer break, I seem to do a better job reflecting. I especially enjoyed having time to write about what I am learning about teaching writing by doing more writing myself.
My daughter is learning the ins and outs of being a barista. She calls home with tales of mostly kind and occasionally cranky customers, small victories with the espresso machine and coffee drinks gone wrong. My friend Carol, owner of the shop where she is working, is teaching her about different kinds of beans and how they are roasted and subtle taste variations. I love that she is learning so much. I’m learning too. Next week’s Writing Institute is going to be full of learning for me.
From Dani Shapiro’s Still Writing to Edgar’s Second Word, as sweet picture book, to informative posts on blogs I follow, my week was full of rich reading. I reread Where the Wild Things Are after listening to a fascinating online discussion that helped me notice and reflect on that book in ways I never had.
I found myself laughing, until I had tears in my eyes, several times this week, as my children and friends shared hysterical stories. Whoever said laughter is the best medicine might just be right.
It’s getting really warm now, so I harvested the last of the rhubarb and gave away most of it. My daughter spent an hour picking tiny black raspberries from bushes planted before our time here. We ate them straight from the bowl. You can’t imagine how sweet and perfect they were. And this morning I harvested tiny French radishes and the first squash.
I noticed that someone has eaten nearly all the blooms on the cucumber vine. Sigh.
It was a good week, full of verbs.