Friday, August 19, 2011

Random Line Friday


“You're not busy. Your five.”

I cannot claim today's random line. Credit goes to Hayao Miyazaik from his movie Ponyo. The dialogue is between two 5 year old children. A girl asks Sousuke, to play and he says “I can't, I'm busy.”

Everytime Catherine and I get together to collaborate on the illustrations for Titus one of us inevitably quotes this line. It just sums dear Titus up quite well. He is a busy child. Titus gets cross when he is accused of playing and don't even think of calling his model soldiers toys or action figures.
Enough about Titus. Let me gush about Ponyo.

Hayao Miyazaki has been my daughter's favorite director since her daddy gave her Totoro for Christmas when she was 3. Not every Miyazaki movie is good for the younger set. It's going to be a long time before we let our kids watch Princess Mononoke.

Everyone should watch Ponyo, Miyazaki's telling of the Little Mermaid story. The animation is beautiful. The soundtrack alone is perfectly married to the images, like a deep breath. I could go on and on. But I won't.

Ok. One last point. It is a really great exercise/experience for grown ups and kids to watch Disney's Little Mermaid one day and Ponyo the next. Makes for lots of great discussions. Like a little critical thinking playground.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Transition


I spent yesterday in transition. The kids have been launched into a great new school year. Now its my turn.

I took my luxurious second quart of coffee in the garden and read Titus and Annie Book 2 out loud, start to finish, including all the notes in the folder. Then, with thoughts of preposterous only children floating in my head I started prepping the garden for fall crops.

Once again it was the summer of good intentions in the garden. 

The grape vines were the biggest success. They like where they are and topped the 10 foot trellis faster than I had hoped. 

My tomatoes punked out. Not enough lime and blistering heat in the south. But two volunteer tomatoes have popped up and show some promise. 

The rain barrel was a great success despite our drought and I'll be buying another one in the spring. 

Smile for the camera.
We also had enough rain to help mother nature remind me of a wood working rule:  place boards with the end grain pointing down.  Frowny faces are good.  Smiley faces are bad.  This bench earned its place at the top of the workshop to do list.  


This years lima bean crop measures 8 oz's. But I forgot about them so they dried on the fine. Let's just call that seed saving, shall we?

I have a few quarts of gingery red lentil and butternut squash soup in the freezer. The squash were small but tasty. Not bad for a 1'x3' container bed squeezed into the margins last minute. 
The kale in the summer shade experiment failed but the shaded swiss chard bed shows some promise with tweeking. 

The collards were great. Don't wrinkle your nose up at collards. They are just as yummy as kale. However, I don't like them cooked with ham hocks or fake ham products. That's where the yucky smell comes from. I make a vegan collard recipe with olive oil, onions, garlic, lemon juice and smoked paprika.

The fig tree is working on its second batch of fruit.  Just in time for me to make some Frog jam.  Figs, raspberries, oranges and ginger.  Yum.  Plus, the name is just awesome.
Kate loved her sunflowers. We clipped the flowers when the petals started to drop and saved them for instant winter bird feeders. 

Colin's pumpkins were a fail but he found these really cool irridescant yellow caterpillars on the leaves. So he's good. 

The peppers haven't given up yet. The poblano plant is just now flowering at 3 feet tall. Fingers crossed. I would love to have a peck of peppers to put on the smoker.

The herb garden continues to be a perenial success, even if I forgot to plant basil this year. There is enough cat nip drying in the panty to keep our three beasties blissed out over the winter. The oregano needs its own zip code and the thyme really likes its home in the new village garden bed we started in the spring. 

The family camera has failed to make the transition from summer to fall. Once it turns up or gets replaced, there will be pictures. I promise.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

First Day of School!


This morning I waved good bye to two happy children heading off to school with their daddy. Windows down, music blasting and smiles glowing. I promptly went back inside, poured another quart of coffee and dug out a pile of dusty manuscripts.

Ok. I'm exaggerating. Titus and Annie Book 2 is not dusty. Just a lot of cat hair from serving as a bed for my snitty kitty Vi since the middle of July. However, my coffee mug does indeed hold a quart.

My kids are great and I can work in their chaos. They indulge their mommy, waiting for me to jot down an idea before reading that second book at bed time and they make great first readers. Their energy is great for researching and creating but not finishing.

Titus and Annie Book 2 is at the finishing point. The first 5 chapters are groomed and solid. The last chapter is written. It's even funny. The middle 6 chapters are blocked, storyboarded, researched and conflict mapped. Time to write and time to finish this puppy.

Finishing a project takes total submersion and focus. Once the text flows from start to finish I have to climb out and refocus on pacing and then some good old line by line editing to put the fun back in the language. That's not happening with my squirrel children around.

This is why I have been been counting down to the first day of school for the past 8,375 minutes. Do I sound like some ogre mom who can't stand time alone with her kids? Perhaps. But this monster mama is ready to chain herself to a desk chair and get back to work.

I will miss summer. Honest. Last night we drank a toast (with Sonic Cream slushes) to the end of summer and the start of school. It is nice to follow a different family rhythm.

I will miss being woken up at 5:30 am to hear Colin's latest story idea, dozing off and waking up again at 7:30 to catch the middle of the epic. I will miss Kate bursting into the study with the pages of her latest graphic novel.

Summer is over. No more herds of children charging around the backyard on a weekday wielding wooden swords. Epic block towers and fleets of pirate ships will have to wait until the weekend. We will all be expected to put on pants before Ed leaves for work. No more going to bed smelling like chlorine and sun screen.

Time to make some more coffee.

Monday, August 1, 2011

Rules: One More Time

This Blog is under construction.
The first rule about being behind on your blog is don't talk about being behind on your blog.

The second rule about being behind on your blog is don't talk about being behind on your blog.

The third rule about being behind on your blog is post a picture of a cat and get over it.