Happy Resurrection Day

Before we picked up Grandma, the ham was in the oven, the potatoes were in the microwave and the chips and dip were set. I went to take pics of the girls by a pretty tree and when we got back home James had just gotten here.

We had about 45 min. before church, so we set about dyeing eggs. I wanted to try a new method, shaving cream and food coloring, but Grandma wanted the vinegar and tablets version, so we did both.

Grandma was dyeing her first egg when it slipped and tipped the cup over spilling vinegar all over the floor. She said to let the girls finish the eggs, so they did.

We did some in the vinegar and some in the shaving cream; we liked those better, they look tie-dyed.

You just put some shaving cream on a plate (or pan) and put drops of food coloring here and there. Swirl a bit with a toothpick and then roll the egg around in the mix. Let it sit for a few minutes, then wipe off the extra cream and you have pretty tie-dyed eggs.

We went to church and Grandma was very happy that we took her for Easter service. Then we came home and finished cooking, we had: biscuits, broccoli, bacon scalloped potatoes, glazed ham and pumpkin pie (because the girls wanted pumpkin pie.) After dessert the girls hid eggs until they got bored, then a friend came over to play and they took off to the park. It’s been a good weekend, quiet, not much to do. I guess we need the quiet to recharge for the week ahead: hiking, camping, 3 co-ops, a silent film night, living history day and school.

This bunny looks evil, maybe it’s the eyes.

Can you spot the egg?

The poem prompt for the day was an acrostic poem with the word forever, only Grace and I are done.

Rolling in the waves,
Everyone loves them, just like me.
Very fast swimmers,
Energetically breaching,
Riding the waves home.

For as the stone rolled away,
One thing was true for all to see,
Empty tomb,
Victory over the grave.
Eternity awaits those who are
Redeemed by Him.

And a poem that I had already written for this Easter.

Come and see
this babe
this Messiah
born in a stable
filled with hay
in a manger, forlorn
he lay.

Come and see
this boy
this Messiah
asking questions
teaching the teacher
coming into the knowledge
always a seeker.

Come and see
this man
this Messiah
proclaiming truth
preaching to the lost
healing the sick
no matter the cost.

Come and see
this Savior
this Son
his life giving blood
poured out for all
waiting to give grace
to those who will call.

Come and see.


We went to a friend’s church for an egg hunt this morning.

They had a raffle and Grace won a $25 gift card to a pizza place and this giant basket of goodies (which she split with Bethany and Hannah.)

There was a petting zoo and a donkey with a chicken on him.

There was face painting and of course, eggs. Hannah looked like she was ready to race.

Everyone who turned in a bag of eggs got a bag of candy and a kids meal at Chick-Fil-A, sweet! That was fun and we had pizza for lunch.

Poem prompt for the day – find a photograph and write a poem about it.


He lies on his back
and says,
Peek a boo!
I love you!
Sweet otter,
I love you too.


I smile as my mother
kisses me on the cheek,
she’ll care for me
for much more than a week.
I will grow close to her side
an orca, ready to glide.


Marching for freedom
to remember words from a man
who preached that the color of your skin,
light or dark,
does not make you who you are.
That character comes from within,
from you heart
and that who you are
is a child of God
made in His image.
The color of your skin
does not make you
less or more,
rich or poor,
it does not make you,
So, we march,
black and white
rich and poor
for freedom’s song
to roar.

Good Friday

Grace isn’t feeling well (see her poem below) so she watched a movie about beluga whales, did some math (I’m surprised she was able to do it) and some literature and wrote a poem. Hannah finished up her spelling unit and took a unit test in history. Bethany did a history discussion about WWI warfare technologies, took a history test, wrote 2 FYP assignments (it’s like homeroom/career counseling), one about college admission requirements and one about internships/summer jobs that could relate to her career path. She also started on her reading journal for english (the rest of Romeo and Juliet) and took a Coursera quiz. I totally forgot that her other Coursera class started this week, so she watched the videos today and will take the quiz tomorrow (the first class is The New Nordic Diet – from Gastronomy to Health, the second is An Introduction to Population Health, so both relate to something in the medical field.) The poem prompt for the day was: Write a poem that starts with the word and.

And the goat
came to the farm
and saw the cow
that jumped
over the moon.

and my nose is stuffy
and my throat hurts
and my eyes are watery
and I’m tired
and my medicine isn’t working
and I want to go to sleep.

And I thought to myself,
what a wonderful book
a romance story
getting slightly off track
but wonderful.

And as He took that last breath
and the veil was torn in two
death flew.
And as they took His body down
and placed it in the tomb
a stone sealed the room.
And as the people grieved
and cried out for grace
it filled the place.
And when He rose on the third day
and life was reborn
death was torn.

We’re working ahead because next week we’ll be in Ft. Collins for 2 days and not doing written school work…though we will be writing poems. Some spring flowers for the day.

CA trip

WP won’t let me embed the image for the fundraiser site, so you have to go here to see Grace’s site where she is raising funds for a trip to CA. Every little bit helps, but an encouraging note is nice too!


The prompt yesterday was hard: 16. Write a poem that includes the words other, mother, smother and/or cover at least 10 times (any of the words or all). Feel free to add other words and phrases that sound similar (such as brother and of her).

The mother
called every other
The brother came
running in
chasing every other

My mother
called my little brother
as he tried to hover.

My other
has a child
that is my
My father
him with gifts.

Why do you never say
Oh, Mother!
It’s only
Oh, Brother!
Does it bother
anyone else?
I wonder
if every other
thinks we should
an Oh!
every now and then too.

Today’s was better: 17. Write a poem as an elderly version of yourself looking back on these years. I love that Hannah’s ‘older self’ is 10!

This is from your ten year old self:
Spend more time dancing,
because it makes you happy.
Spend more time drumming,
because it makes you feel good.
And also,
math gets harder.

Be sure to say thanks.
Thanks for taking me to a whale movie,
thanks for taking me to
Making Waves to meet
Mr. Cousteau,
and driving me to the river.
Also, that trip I took,
that mentor I met,
it was the best day ever,
so, say thanks.

You thought
that you couldn’t
do this,
but I have already done it.
Do not underestimate

I often wondered then
was it worth it?
Looking back now,
I say yes.
It was good to say
today we are going on a road trip,
today we are doing school
in a museum,
today we are reading a book under the
canopy of a tree,
today we are making a memory.
It was good to make learning
happen early and spend afternoons
lazing by the river, watching the ducks float by.
It was good to say that school could be
an IMAX movie about whales,
or cleaning up a river,
or dancing with the Moscow ballet,
or flying a plane.
Those moments, they will stick around
So, to myself I say yes,
it was worth it.

Today we did some school and then went to the library for my art co-op. I didn’t take my camera, which is too bad because there were some great pieces being created. We were making mosaics, but in reverse. We started with a shape, crumpled it, smoothed it out, colored it, then ripped (or cut) the shape and glued it onto construction paper. The kids could crumple the paper to make lines that they then traced over and colored, or the could just draw lines and color, or just color without lines. They could cut or rip the paper and assemble it back into the shape, or not. It was just an hour and a half of creative art, make what you want. The Moms got to make some art too, which is always nice.

Bethany is making art too, today she used sparkle (I didn’t realize it was sparkle) Mod podge to glue pages from a dictionary to a frame back. She’s almost done with her zentangle hands that go on top of the paper and there are letters we stamped with the die-cut machine at RAFT that spell out ‘you are more’. The art is for CORE’s WOW show and it’s a collage based on a song and kind of inspired by Barbara Kruger (whom she found out about during her art class.) I think it will look really cool when she’s done, I’ll take a picture of it then.

Fox, bank

We did some school then headed over to an early lunch at SAME cafe’. They were having 4 cheese or 4 meat pizza, 3 bean or citrus salad and green chile chicken soup or lentil soup. Then we went to the Fox theater to hear some poetry, spoken word and songs from Su Teatro. From there we went to a co-op at the Young Americans bank. They showed us around the bank and we did some exercises involving money, goal setting and budgeting. We planned a budget and looked at how much things cost as well as set up a goal to save for. They have free one day classes in the summer and I’m going to sign up the girls for them (Bethany is too old, they are for ages 8-13.)

We went swimsuit shopping for Grace and Hannah, I hate swimsuit shopping. They both wear the same size and I don’t know what we’re going to do next year (or whenever they need a new suit.) There isn’t a suit for pre-teens, just a kids section and adult with padded bras or skimpy suits section. I guess we’ll have to shop on-line and order 3-4 kinds to try on and send back the ones that don’t fit. It’s a bit ridiculous. They get to wear the new suits tonight when we go to the gym, I hope they last awhile.

Park day

Nothing like a dose of sun to make us want to get out and play. Bethany did school (English, History and Science) and stayed home to work on her art. Grace and Hannah happily went to the park and played for 3 hours. Later when a friend came over to play (and wanted to play outside) Grace said, no, we played at the park for 3 hours….to which the friend (who is in public school) replied, man, I wish I could play at the park for 3 hours! Yes, that is a perk of homeschooling, we have at least one park day a week and we get to play outside for 2 or 3 or even 4 hours on that day.

The poem for the day was to open a book and randomly pick 10 words, then make a poem. We do this with our spelling words (not make a poem, but write a story.) But, I told the girls to just grab a book near them and here is what happened.

It may have
that bit
my tongue
and put some
hay in the
steel and then
(Black Beauty: may, been, oats, bit, my, put, some, hay, steel, some.)

Ibis was in the ocean
on a wave when the
boat came closer.
In the water the waves shook
and foam sprayed like a blizzard.
Nervously, Ibis swam until
she was panicked from the humming of the motor.
(Ibis, a true whale story: Ibis, was, on, the, boat, in, the, blizzard, nervously, panicked.)

Jesus you sit
on your throne
above us all on
this flat love
with two sides,
and you have
finished the renovation
of my heart
that wasn’t molded
in your glory.
I know that it
was tilted
and unfinished
but with patience
I offer you
an invitation
into my life.
(The Goddess Test: flat, wasn’t, offered, invited, know, throne, heart, patient, finished, tilted.)

Please listen,
you are amazing.
The earth cries out,
the Christian seeks
Your wisdom.
My King,
You are the gardener.
And when I feel
You return peace to me.
(Prayers to my King: please, amazing, earth, Christian, wisdom, King, gardener, feel, overwhelmed, return.)

TNO and youth group tonight, yay!

More poems

The girls don’t like to write the poems on the weekend, so we end up with extra on Monday.

Saturday, the prompt was to take a nursery rhyme and replace 50% of the words with new ones.

(Hickory Dickory Dock)

Hickory dickory dill
the cat ran up the hill,
the clock struck two
and the cat then flew,
hickory dickory dill.

(Humpty Dumpty)

Humpty Dumpty slept on a lake.
Humpty Dumpty woke up with an ache.
All the Queen’s unicorns and all the Queen’s princesses,
Couldn’t give Humpty any medicine.

(Miss Muffet)

Little Miss Muffet
stood on a mushroom,
singing her favorite song.
Along came a toad,
who started to goad,
and then she ran away.

(Jack Spratt)

Jack Smith could eat lots of candy,
his concubine could not eat any pickles.
So, between the two of them,
they washed the refrigerator spotless.

That sounds really weird.

Sunday the prompt was to write a poem that started with the word ‘sometimes’ and was 16 lines long. I took that to mean that the whole poem didn’t have to have the word at the beginning of each line, or that it could.

Sometimes I like eating bananas
while watching Scooby-doo.
Sometimes I play with my stuffed animals
in my room.
Sometimes we eat ice cream at Little man’s
in the snow
and sometimes I travel
and I bring Mr. Otter along.
Sometimes I get new stuffed animals
and the old ones go to Goodwill.
Sometimes Daddy makes hamburgers on the grill
and I love those burgers.
Sometimes I like playing with my friends
and sometimes
I like to be alone.

I get hyper,
I get tired.
my back hurts.
hugs hurt.
I can’t breathe,
and it’s scary.
I like the hum of my neb machine
and sometimes
it’s very

Sometimes I like
to write fan fiction.
Sometimes I am
bursting with ideas.
Sometimes the games help
me along,
but I get stuck
on personalities.
it’s more fun to just
play the game
than to try and figure
out everything
as if it were real.
But I still love to write
fan fiction.

Sometimes I wonder
about life and death.
Sometimes life isn’t fair,
but then, we aren’t promised
a life full of roses and sunny days.
Rain has to fall
for growth to take place.
Joy comes after pain,
because through the pain
we can find joy.
Sometimes I wonder
why do bad things happen?
But even in the sometimes moments,
I accept that there are
greater forces at work.

And today the prompt was a haiku about winter. Since we got 5 inches of snow yesterday, it seemed appropriate.

Winter can be fun
sledding in the snow is fun
and building snowmen

Winter is snowy
winter is warm and cozy
start the fireplace now

Winter is snowy
winter is very dreary
when the clouds are gray

Winter hides and waits
it surprises spring sometimes
when spring thinks it’s gone

We’re going to dance in a bit, tomorrow it’s park day and TNO, Wed. it’s lunch at SAME, the Fox and a bank co-op, Thurs. it my art co-op, Friday it’s a hike and a doc appointment for me.


Bethany had a good time on her retreat. They did makeovers in the morning and she wanted me to take a picture.

After lunch James and I went to one DOD spot, Elitch theater. The girls wanted to stay home, it was snowing and it’s a good thing they did – the theater didn’t have any heat. The carousel pavilion.

Elitch theater is being renovated and I hope they save the signed stage doors and walls and maybe put them on display somewhere in the building. The balcony was closed and you couldn’t go back stage (I really wanted to see those signature, everyone from Douglas Fairbanks to Mickey Rooney to Robert Redford is supposed to haven scrawled their names.)

Under the direction of founder John Elitch, who wanted his theatre to resemble Shakespeare’s famous Globe Theatre, the Historic Elitch Gardens Theatre was designed by architects Charles Herbert Lee and Rudolph Liden. When it opened in 1890, the theatre was an open-sided pavilion; in 1891 the first renovations began, the theatre was enclosed and the structure made more solid.

The theatre has been modified in many ways over the years, but still presents a fine example of rare Victorian-era architecture of the Stick-Eastlake style, which enjoyed modest popularity in the late 19th century.

(Source: DPL site, c. 1890)

The theatre, operated as part of Elitch Gardens amusement park from 1891 to 1991, hosted some of the most famous names in entertainment of the era, making Denver and the neighborhood a major hub of the elite national theatre scene. Here are some people waiting outside for the show.

(Source: DPL site, c. 1900-10)

The first films shown west of the Mississippi were presented at the theatre in 1896, predating Hollywood. Many performers from the Elitch stage, such as Harold Lloyd, Douglas Fairbanks Sr., Cecil B. DeMille and Silvia Sydney, made their way out west to make their mark in the new medium. Other notables who played the theatre are Frederic March, Edward G. Robinson, Grace Kelly, Ginger Rogers, Antoinette Perry, Mickey Rooney, Robert Redford and hundreds more.

Doors Open Denver {2014}

Wow, we have been doing Doors Open Denver for about 7 years now, crazy. DOD is a two day event where you can see 80 or so buildings in Denver, take tours of them, learn about them, and get to see them (because in some cases you can’t go in any other time of year, like the D&F clocktower.)


I always pre-plan our route and plug in the addresses to the GPS. We had a short trip them year, I wasn’t feeling up to being out all day. So, here are our finds of the day (and it’s supposed to snow tomorrow, so we’re not going out for the 2nd day.) The theme this year is celebrating neighborhood architecture.

The Campbell/Cook house – The Campbell House, also known as the Cook House, was built in 1886 and was designed by Ernest Phillip Varian.


Its more than 6000 square feet contain original interior treasures like pocket doors, wooden archways and staircase, leaded glass windows, and multiple fireplaces, but the Campbell House is known better for its elegant façade, which presents a classically white-pillared front porch beneath a second-floor balcony with similar white balustrade.

RealEyes Media, current owner, is in the process of renovating and restoring the property to its former glory. I can’t find an old photo of it on the DPL site, which is too bad because there are 6 mansions on the block and it would be nice to see it in an older picture.

Stop two was the Curious Theater Co. which houses itself in a former church – 1895, then it was the Swedish evangelical free church. Later it was the Upper room United Pentecostal church.

Then in 1995 Curious theater bought it.

The facility has an auditorium divided between an orchestra level and an opera-style balcony, 200-seat capacity, and a 1,000-square foot Elizabethan-style stage.

(Source: DPL site c. 1920-40)

In the mid-1900s, additions to the building included a rehearsal/reception facility, kitchen, and administrative offices. The building also has an intimate lobby space, dressing rooms, and two booths for light and sound operations.

(Source: DPL site c. 1920-40)

The original architect is unknown.

The stained glass is original to the first church, though some panes have been replaced.

Stop three – DFD’s Firehouse number 7 – Architect: Glen W. Huntington, Built: 1909.

When Engine Co. No. 7 moved in they were still using horse drawn apparatus, as was most of the rest of the city. The North wall was lined with horse stalls. They had one steam engine, one hose wagon, and five horses.

(Source: DPL site c. 1910)

The firefighters had a close relationship with the highland neighborhood, even letting community and religious groups use the horses for various tasks and expeditions. In 1922 the equipment had been motorized and the building remodeled. Plumbing and electricity was updated, a concrete floor replaced the wood floor and the hayloft was removed and replaced with locker rooms.

The original wheel and pulley doors and system are still in place, though no longer in use.

The station is now a hair salon, they have the original wooden lockers in the studio and you can still see the hole where the pole was for the firemen to slide down.

Not everything on the list is old.

The next stop was TAXI in the RiNo arts district. TAXI is an award-winning building and recent recipient of the American Institute of Architects Design Honor Award.

This site of the old Yellow Cab office was redeveloped in 2008 to provide residential and commercial space along the Platte River. In two award-winning buildings, industrial elements such as exposed metal trusses, concrete floors, and twenty-foot ceilings are combined with luxuries like balconies and downtown or mountain views.

The project is located in one of Denver’s most interesting emerging neighborhoods, River North. Zeppelin Development’s 510 foot long Landscraper is home to 40 creative businesses and numerous urban dwellers.

TAXI resides at the intersection of great architecture, lively enterprise and art. They like to reuse things, so their pool is 2 shipping crates welded together, the girls thought that was cool.

We were going to eat at Fuel, but they aren’t open for lunch on the weekends (but they are open for brunch on Sundays….)

Lunch break – we went to another DOD site for lunch, Comida housed in The Source which is housed in an old iron works factory. Last time we went, it was night, today we got to see the outside and more importantly, the shops inside were open (like the butcher, baker, bank, spirit store and grocery.)

The Source is housed in the 1880s Colorado Iron Works foundry, complete with its original massive steel crane and 60ft peaked ceilings.

Visitors will notice soaring trusses overhead, natural light filtering in through clerestory windows, wide brick columns, and 5 newly-installed 18 foot-tall glass garage doors. Interior walls were constructed from steel studs spaced 4″ apart with the drywall left off.

This gives a sense of permeability to the space, allowing visitors to experience its full scale while adding a gleaming silver counterpoint to the weathered brick shell. The walls rise 11 feet, leaving unobstructed much of the vertical clear space that is one of the building’s greatest amenities.

(Source: DPL site c. 1880-1900)

Sections of the stud walls operate as large vertical doors for tenant bays, rolling straight up to reveal individual shops. Abundant graffiti left over from decades of disuse and abandonment adds color to both the building’s interior and exterior walls. Other relics from the Source’s many former lives are also clearly visible throughout the space including old railroad ties imbedded in the brick. Marble wainscoting removed from the historic Colorado National Bank building at 17th and Champa during its recent renovation has found new life as tables and counters throughout the Source.

Last stop the Dry ice factory – This stalwart 1929 red-brick factory building in the RiNo arts district resembles the historic warehouses a little further south in LoDo. When operated by Liquid Carbonic, the factory produced dry ice and carbon dioxide for soda fountains; since then it has been repurposed to house dozens of artist studios, ceramic studios, and two separate fine arts galleries.
 They kept the wood floors, scratches and all.

Marked by two tremendous white-painted retired smokestacks bearing the words, Dry Ice Factory, the building took almost two years of renovation and 45 tons of recycled steel to be remade as usable studio and gallery space.

The views are nice, even from the elevator.

Framed Liquid Carbonic advertisements respectfully adorn the interior, which is open to the public on First Fridays.

The original Otis elevator still works (Otis came out and fixed it.) It has the ‘sore thumb’ type of button, you have to hold it the whole time to make the elevator move (and it’s a slow elevator.)

Somehow I missed putting Elitch theater on the list and you can’t go in there right now on any other day. Hopefully it will be repaired and open soon or make it back on the DOD list next year. You can see other DOD tours that we did below, the further back you go, the crappier my pictures get:

2013 (day 1, day 2.)

2012 here.

2011 here.

2010 here.

No 2009, Grace was in the hospital (photos here, everyone is little!)

2008 here.

2007 (day 1, day 2.)

Ortho, edible plants, retreat, Frozen

We started the day off at an ortho appointment for Bethany, it’s the same outfit, but this location is closer to us. I like this guy better, he thinks that the space left by pulling her last baby tooth (which had no permanent tooth) can be brought together. This is good for many reasons, for one thing it means she won’t have to get an implant and for another…it’s cheaper than getting an implant. Then we headed to Boulder to CU for the medicinal/edible plant walk.

There were about 50 people following her around, so it was hard to step in and get a picture of the plants. The lady leading it was a herb expert an we heard about the normal edible plants (which, she pointed out, edible doesn’t mean they taste great, it just means they won’t kill you if you eat them.) Dandelion, mallow plant (which should be putting out edible seed pods right about now, but I think Maisy eats them before we see them), herbs like mint, thyme, sage, and lavender.

We saw plants in the violet family like these Johnny-jump-ups, violas and violets.

We saw burdock, stinging nettles, rose hips, and Oregon grapes.

We saw huge rose hips, but they were from last season. We saw Creeping Charlie plants and another creeping plant that has white flowers in it…I can’t remember the name, but we have it in our yard (we also have the one with blue flowers, but that is called Veronica and is not edible.) The girls chilled out for a bit during the tour.

In our yard we have: mint, creeping (white flower), mallow, burdock, thyme, sage, rose hips, juniper and dandelion and none of that is anything that I planted. Yes, you can eat juniper berries, our guide went over pine needles and juniper berries on the walk. The trees on the CU campus are starting to bloom, this one has pretty reddish flowers when it blooms (that you can’t eat.)

We got home and had enough time to do some school. Bethany was told by her English teacher that her speech analysis pre-write was good as is and didn’t need any revision, I told her that the last paragraphs could use a little refining, so she did that and turned it in. You can read it here. The poem prompt for the day was to take an old poem of yours and change 50% of the words, here they are.

Hannah chose her alliteration poem, she likes the other one better.

both yellow bees have been nice
they carry couches to the court
basically they can hear
after dawn they go have honey

Grace chose her odd numbered poem, she likes the night one better.

is very bright
whenever the sun is shining
the glow melts the snow.

Bethany also did her odd poem, she likes them both.

Ciao, vale, auf wiedersehen, au revoir, la revedere
this means goodbye
now you know five.

I chose my alliteration poem, I like this one too.

rain, softly, silently,
falls quite steadily,
drenching the world in dew.

Bethany got dropped off at church for a girls retreat. They are going to Winter Park, so she brought warm clothes and cash for trinkets. Grace and Hannah had a co-op at Eileen’s house. They ate pasta, made a stuffed snowgirl and watched Frozen. James and I went to the mall and ate at La Sandia, then we went to Cabela’s to see what was there. Cool stuff, expensive stuff, stuff that I would like to have on a camping trip, but dang, expensive. The girls had fun, of course, thanks for a great night Eileen!

In other news, my curtains and toaster got together and made a crock-pot.

Not really, my Mom ordered it. The toaster was a Christmas gift, the crock-pot is a very early Anniversary present, I like it. I’m not saying that food is going to taste better coming out of such a colorful crock-pot, but it’s nice to see on the counter.

DOD tomorrow!

Fairy tale poems and Twitter

Yesterdays poem was to write a fairy tale from a different perspective or change the ending. Grace wrote so much that it was actually a story and not a poem (or a very long poem) about Red Riding Hood, so here are the rest.

(Beauty and the Beast)

I long to get out of here,
to go back home
with my Dad and his
tinkering ways.
Instead I’m stuck with a clock
and a candlestick and a pot
oh, and a beast
who wants me to kiss him
but I don’t
and everyone stays the same.
I kind of like having a talking pot
serve me tea
and a dog chair running around.
It’s nice, I guess.

(Also Beauty and the Beast)

I love a beast,
he is wonderful – although
he holds me as a “prisoner” in his castle.
His very life depends on a rose,
and on a rainy night, I save him….
what’s with his face?!


Once upon a time
in a tower made of stone
there lived a maiden fair
with hair out the window thrown.

Her mother combed it straight
while singing a magic song
and the hair of Rapunzel
kept her mother fair for long.

One day a prince rode by
heard the song and saw magic hair,
so he climbed up the tower
to see a maiden fair.

The maiden, shocked to see him
hit him with a frying pan
and into the moat below
did the prince then land.

The moral of the story
is if your hair is long
beware of people climbing it
when you sing a song.

Today we were doing a poem of 140 characters or less, we all chose to do exactly 140.

otters on rocks,
seals in the water,
starfish underwater,
dolphins swimming,
orcas swimming in the water,
sharks catch fish,
fish swim away

crazy cat just goes ‘meow, meow, meow’,
and hisses and screeches when you hold her against her will,
but we like to do it because it’s funny

The Doctor can regenerate twelve times,
he usually travels with a companion,
he tends to get himself into danger,
the Doctor froze Gallifrey

140 characters seems like a lot,
at least enough to get something
important out of your head
and onto a page or a screen,
but then you……

We went to the Doktor Kaboom show this afternoon with some homeschool friends, he was so good.


Not only did he show us some science and cool stuff that we can do at home, but he had a very positive message. He said that if someone asks you if you are smart or funny or talented you should always say ‘Yes!’ He said that science is not about right or wrong, but it is about testing a hypothesis to get to the truth and sometimes you are right…..and sometimes not, but you always learn something. He did an optical illusion that made his head swell for a few seconds (until our brains picked up on the fact that the surroundings had changed) and then he reversed the illusion and his head got smaller – it was freaky. He shot off a plastic bottle rocket with vinegar and baking soda as the reactants and I’m not sure he meant for this to happen, but it sailed over the audience and sprayed people with vinegar as it went, oops. He was funny and engaging and the kids were ready to go home afterward and do some science on their own.

Yesterday we had a good park day, lots of sun and fun. Tomorrow we have an orthodontist appointment, a trip to Boulder for a edible plant walk, dropping Bethany at church for a retreat and a co-op for Grace and Hannah at night so James and I can go out to eat alone. It will be busy (and somewhere in there we have to do some school), but as usual I know that it will be good.

St. John’s

Look, the shoe fairy came to visit…and 4 of those pairs belong to Hannah.

The concert at St. John’s Tuesday was amazing. We heard from the Opera Colorado folks that we saw last week, but they sounded much better in the cathedral. They sang songs from opera to musical theater and even jazz.

After the concert, we toured around the church. Do you know what the difference between a cathedral and a church is? Cathedral comes from Latin cathedra, “seat”, a cathedral is the seat of the bishop, where he is set for the diocese. We also saw the chapel and found out that the word chapel comes from capella (L) which means “cloak” and refers to the cloak of St. Martin that he cut in half so he could give a beggar (Christ in disguise) something to wear. The French version changed the word into our current chapel and chaplain.

St. John’s cathedral was built in 1903 and is not the first or second, but the third cathedral that was built. The first was aptly named ‘St. John’s church in the wilderness’ and the rector noted of his first 12 burials – 2 executed for murder, 5 shot, 1 shot himself, 1 died of delirium and 3 of natural causes. The second was built in 1885 and was destroyed by fire 23 years later, but they managed to save the rood screen, a Tiffany stained glass window and the wooden figures that stand in the chancel.

The cathedral will be built in the shape of a cross, eventually. Right now it has the long part of the cross and a temporary chancel where the short arm will be. Two stones link the church to it’s Anglican past, one from Canterbury and one from Westminster.

There are 45 stained glass windows in the sanctuary and the Tiffany glass (1889) is over the main entrance.

The crosses are covered right now due to Lent and the Patriarchal (double) cross is at the front of the church.

Wandering around we saw Dagwell hall which has cute figures on the stained glass.

The smaller chapel in the back was supposed to be the children’s chapel, now they have small services and other events there. The ceiling is hand painted and the lovely wood carving was created by a Denver artist and early director of the DAM back in the 20′s.

It’s a very pretty church with a lot of history in it, I’m glad we could tour around.

Historic poems

This is actually a great idea to remember something about a historic figure. Grace and Hannah read their lesson for the day and then wrote these, cool.

Giotto was a shepherd boy
who took care of sheep
and painted pictures of them
in the Middle ages.
Paintings were flat
but Giotto painted people so real
they seemed to take on a life of their own
and come out of the painting.
The shepherd boy
became a great artist.

Susan B. Anthony

She was born to fight
for women’s rights.
You could be taxed,
you could be jailed,
but you couldn’t vote.
So she wrote,
and talked,
and voted,
and though she lost her case in court -
she paved the way
for women
to vote today

Toby Micheal McKeehan.
Christian rock artist,
rapper, singer, poet,
praises God always.
Really great music.
You should listen!

Other poems

Here are the poems that the girls wrote on Saturday, Sunday and Monday.

A poem that starts and stops with lyrics from a song.

Twinkle twinkle little star
floating in outer space,
shining down from very far
across the sky you race.

In the night you glow
a happy little star,
all I want to know
how I wonder what you are.

Every stride is taken in faith
Because we are running to you
Giving everything to you
We are running and chasing after all that you are.

God of wonders,
we worship you
eternally, gracefully,
with many dances and songs
we celebrate your mercy and grace
your compassion and your love,
how beautiful you are,
you are holy beyond belief,
you are holy.

A found poem

today’s to do list
math plus purple
Tuesday April 8
you have no new messages
(From her on-line page, obviously she didn’t do the poem on Sunday!)

cute but generally irritating
to these adorable critters
i have said
not so nice.
“waddy” wrangler
armed with a camera and clipboard
between conservation and human well-being
(From a Deepseanews.com article on the plight of the irrawaddy.)

in Latin ‘cathedra’ means seat.
Seat of a bishop,
Christian church,
gothic architecture,
sitting East/West,
in the form of a cross –
a ship bearing the people of God through storms of life.
(From a Wikipedia article on Cathedrals.)

Poetry with an odd numbers of words on each line.

is very good.
Pineapples, cheese, and red sauce.
A thin crust is crunchy.
Pizza is awesome.

is very dark -
sometimes when the moon shines
the glow lights up banks of snow.

Hello -
Ciao, Salve, Hallo, Bonjour, Alo.
these means Hello,
now you know.

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