We've found every excuse in the book to take our tasks outside. School work and reading seem much more accomplish-able when accomplished on the deck.
In between subjects, we watch the "fluffy stuff" float through the air. We're not certain what it is (though I could probably look it up). It shows up every year about this time, floating by, and landing in our side yard. Once landed, it's reminiscent of small patches of snow and glistens brightly in the sun's path. We haven't found the source of the "fluffy stuff". We just know that it lands here, in our yard, every year, like clock work...and it's sort of magical.
When school work is completed, we spend as much time as possible outdoors still. Playing and practicing baseball, of course. We're only at the fields almost every night of the week. What else would we do during the day?? :-)
Reminds me of Manna!
ReplyDelete:)... we haven't tried to eat it, but it does remind me of God's goodness and creativity.
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