A Friday in March

Good morning! On my list today:

* a long walk

* Journey North Mystery Class

* Moomins and other readalouds

* poetry teatime

* German lesson

* painting lesson

* writing the next chunk of a BraveWriter Arrow

* ordering books to be sold at the VaHomeschoolers Conference I’ll be speaking at in a couple of weeks

* taxes, mutter mutter

* A bit of work on the current novel and oh dear there are about fifteen other things I should add to this list but let’s be reasonable. There are clouds to watch sail by.

Re my Portland pics on Instagram: Sometimes I worry they could be annoying to my dear San Diego friends but then I remember I did the same thing (only it was here on the blog, back then) in 2006 when we moved to California and I worried I was bumming out my Virginia friends with all the PACIFIC OCEAN-PALM TREES-NO MORE WRESTLING WITH CARSEAT BUCKLES OVER SNOWSUITS rhapsodizing…

…and before that I worried about my NYC friends when I moved to Virginia and went crazy over the Blue Ridge Mountains and redbud trees and monarch butterflies and fields of chicory like patches of sky in a meadow.

Then I remember that Anne Shirley loved Four Winds every bit as fervently as Avonlea. Hearts are big, with many rooms.