take a closer look

 mushroom hunt at the big school after our bike ride. heart humming.

of course they decide to whip up some turkey tail tea.

can't get enough of these beauties.

been into basketball lately.

shoes optional.

awake and alive. focused and alert.

 off to do a little transplanting..

we're anarchists, so we're using harvested rainwater for the sprouts.

they need warmth, and diligence.

the tiny greenhouse rattles precariously in the recent winds, already toppling over once, still hopeful for our plants...

it's high stakes with so many of our main crops held in the mercy of a make-shift greenhouse.

(but already we taste tomatoes and peppers---dreams of summer in tiny plants)

starting with small scale revolution -- start at home. start from heart -- work from there

then off to preschool to fill my heart again with the happy sounds of fully expressed childhood creativity.

 participating as an adult has been very healing, to experience the free and unrepressed creative energy of children... healing invisible wounds carried from childhood.. i enjoyed a forested and barefoot childhood, and even then we are not free from karmic wounds ---

the preschool has strengthened lincoln, helped us bond, and this has reached over to his big brother, since our interactions are much more patient and filled with understanding.

today i am snack parent, little friends wandering around munching apples and telling me tidbits about themselves---

"how does your story start?"

 i remember my first day here: i had stopped by once before, thinking i'd enroll teddy but i was hell-bent on homeschooling for some reason..... bev boz walked me through this magic preschool. i was enchanted. i am forever thankful for her and her legacy of supporting and being a childhood guardian.

 never never land. imaginations grow strong. these kids are engineers. artists. problem solvers. community builders. sure of themselves. we must get schools ready for kids... not the other way around...   this school is their's to interact with, to dig in to. children are pure intelligence and energetic magical sponges. like i've said before, this school is refuge, oasis in the wildness of children, working with other parents to create what we believe our children and families need to be supported and strong..  definitely raising some strong willed independent thinkers. :)

classroom snails eat garden chard the children pick and munch on themselves

snack parent wraps up the day as door parent, saying goodbye to all of our friends for the day!

the kids ground potpourri today at the art table. so fragrant.

pick-up by daddy, who's doing an amazing job trying to throw a birthday party together for our pisces pup!

reach for the light!

 i've found my community--

it hasn't been difficult not having a car,

since we were part time bikers anyway...

bike to school work nature friends adventure greenhouse

the money, though, to repair my golf has me considering a full-bike lifestyle. :)

ahhh, tiny house. it always feels good to get home after a long and happy drizzly spring day.

abbey the boxer and wildkratts on the screen, going back in time to visit the extinct do-do bird. :)

so thankful for new friends who come and discuss big ideas and understand the meaning of "school night." :)

just paying attention,
watching with rapture the patterns of unfolding.

xo
polly compost