A warm 71 degrees here in Los Angeles tonight. I for one am sick of all this happy-go-lucky acidic sunshine & heat. Bah! Fall is ridiculously overdue. Rain is overdue. Grey is overdue. The jarring shift in my schedule has me ready to fall in bed the second I'm finished with this post. It would be so much more pleasant with rain sliding down the windows and pattering on the roof, my small heater purring away on the floor.
Despite the heat and the return to working life I've puttered in the door the last few days and collapsed at the art table instead of the couch. I don't usually start anything when I'm tired, much less crack open the visual journal I haven't touched since September. But I did. And it woke me up.
I haven't touched my newly sewn up flotsam jetsam journal and that's okay. Eventually I'll drift back to that scrappier style of recording. Both are satisfying in their own ways.
Storytime on the rug after lunch. Lights off. A circle of eyes all on me. 20 overheated litttle bodies craned forward listening. Oh the joys of reading and being read to! This I have missed. We had a good week, the little punks and I.
Debra left a comment in the last post about a giveaway over on her blog. She's been sewing up scrappy journals with vibrant hand-stamped papers and has a BEAUTY to give away, you may want to get yourself over there and deposit a comment and a chance to win that big gorgeous thing. It really is stunning.
Great pages. I think it’s great that you love to read to your students. I still remember my 4th grade teacher reading to us. Because of her I love to read today. I told her that when I saw her at our annual fair last month. I thanked her for caring enough to take the time to read to us. I still keep in touch with her and she was my favorite teacher. You are toucing so many students and one day they will come back and say thank you. 😀 You give up a lot to be a teacher but the rewards are still there.
I’m praying for all of you in the path of the fires. Keep in touch so we all know you are safe. Take care.
Hope all is well there… and if I could send along rain, I would. The news about the fires in LA is worrisome. I am a big fan, and admire your work and your level of creativity after wrangling monkeys all day. My dh does it with gorillas (teenagers) and art, and he is drained by the end of the work day. I think he should switch to monkeys- more work but more fulfillment….
How about a little poetic rain, courtesy of Langston Hughes?
Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain.
Come on up to Seattle for some grey skies and rain drops. I’ll share.
uhhhhgh- Im so with you on this return of the heat!!
I hope you are O.K. with the newest fires and smoke -it is hard to tell exactly what is where– on these news reports!
I received my wonderful inspiration package yesterday!!!
Thank you so very much!!!
Be looking for a little something coming your way from the Joshua tree Desert
XO
MB
Oh I love being read to. It is the best treat ever. May I please come for stories?? I could so use some rain as well. I don’t really care for the uber brightness – it gives me a migrane.
shhhhh shhhhh shhhhh There, some rain sounds for you to snuggle in to. shhhhhhh pitter patter
Read alouds are the best! to see physical proof of the power of good words is yes-inded-exhilarating.
enjoy the resting