Saturday, October 26, 2013

Cooking With Vikings


A recent all boy play date reminded me just how much like little Vikings our boys can be. Even the most well trained boy can be easily coaxed into throwing rocks, chasing people, and other aggressive behavior that quickly lead to all out war.

But this morning, the house was quiet and we had a rare Saturday with no definite plans.  I had been thinking of new ways to use up or stash of quail eggs and decided to make quiche, as well as some extra pie crusts to put in the freezer for the coming holiday season. I was delighted to hear a little Viking voice ask, “Can I help?”

We relished an undisturbed hour slowly rolling dough and fluting edges, mixing eggs, cream, and bacon.  There is something about cooking bacon which calls an end to a quiet kitchen (do you know how hard it is to get ten pieces of bacon for quiche with three Vikings hanging over the pan drooling?)

As the quiche slowly solidifies, the Vikings go back to being Vikings, and they will be hungry when it comes out of the oven. If nothing else, they will always have good food, for good food comes to those who know how to make quiche.

Friday, October 18, 2013

The Caviar of Fall


This time of year we are busy collecting seeds from around the garden and enjoying the tail end of the summer harvest. This week we are enjoying two of our foodie treasures, pumpkin soup and pickled quail eggs. I guess the thing that makes them special, is that we grew them ourselves.  It would be difficult to purchase the ingredients for these recipes at any store, which makes them rare and unique. They also happen to be extraordinarily delicious.

The Amish Pie Pumpkin is a treasured heirloom in my garden every single year. One pumpkin yields enough seeds for growing and sharing for years to come, and the large vat of soup it makes is simply divine. You can find the recipe titled Roasted Vegetable Soup on my Beautiful Soup Page.


Our other home grown specialty is the quail eggs. We spent the summer learning how to raise quail. We chose them because of their small size, quiet demeanor, hardiness, and quick reproduction cycle. By the time the snow began to fall, they were cranking out 14 eggs a day. Many people see a decline in egg production during the winter months but we found that a string of Christmas lights solved the problem for us and heightened egg production to a frenzy. After collecting a large container of them for a week, I pickled them in beet kvass I had been fermenting on the counter. When they have bathed in the brine for a week or so, we will have tons of salty, pink, little eggs that we can pop into our mouths any time of day.
 
 

 Now that the nights are frosty, and the garden is put to bed, we are enjoying the results of a summer well spent; the caviar of fall.
 
 

Monday, October 7, 2013

Garage Sale Shakespeare and Fake Blood


One of my secrets for inexpensive home schooling is garage sales. We like to stop at a lot of them, especially if there are books. People get rid of tons of useful old books and usually only charge a quarter per book. Talk about a steal! One of these finds was an old copy of Shakespeare’s complete works in two volumes. It is old, smells comfortingly musty, and in very good condition. My kids were still quite young so I wondered if we would actually ever use it and stuffed it into my overflowing book case. Today, as we began our Monday morning history ritual, we finally came across a unit on Shakespeare. The story of Macbeth caught my oldest son’s attention and he expressed an interest in reading some more of Shakespeare’s plays. “Ah Ha!” I yelled as I jumped up and pulled the books from the shelf.  Yes, these will finally come in handy and I didn’t have to run out and spend a bunch of money. We also staged a Shakespearian sword fight at lunch, complete with sticky, fake blood, made of corn syrup and food coloring. And now, as the afternoon sun filters through the leaves, a boy sits reading Shakespeare.  A fabulous education, for pennies!

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

October

By Robert Frost

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes' sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost;
For the grapes; sake along the wall.

Monday, July 1, 2013

July - A New Beginning


It has been a short busy summer for us. The garden is beginning to burst at the seams, quail abound, the house has been rearranged and hosted a few guests, chess has been played, hobbies enjoyed, and books read. Just as summer is really getting on a roll, we withdraw to the cool shade of the good old school room on the first day of July.  My mind strains to make the adjustment.  It seems like dreaded “summer school” to me but to the boys it means relief from the relentless heat, welcomed structure and something to do.  We will delightedly take a break again in September when the other kids head back to school and the weather becomes nice for bike riding again.


As we sit closely together and crack the history book, I feel a rush of excitement to be able to sit with my children and learn together again.  It is a joy to watch them improve daily. To see that they are excited to discover the knowledge that God has in store for them each and every day.  And for me, to” bring up my children in the way they should go”. Nothing could be more satisfying.
 

Sunday, May 19, 2013

"Some 2,600 years ago the ancient Greek poet Pindar wrote, “Become who you are by learning who you are.” What he meant is the following: You are born with a particular makeup and tendencies that mark you as a piece of fate. It is who you are to the core. Some people never become who they are; they stop trusting in themselves; they conform to the tastes of others, and they end up wearing a mask that hides their true nature. If you allow yourself to learn who you really are by paying attention to that voice and force within you, then you can become what you were fated to become—an individual, a Master."
A quote from The Art of Manliness.
"The First Key to Mastery: Finding your life's task"

Wednesday, May 15, 2013



 
Just as the day begins to get hot, we find relief under a big grey cloud. As peals of thunder rock the house, and rain pounds the world outside; I stand in my warm kitchen with the company of two home schooling boys giggling, and three speckled quail rescued from the rain. Chocolate chip cookies for the boys and curds for the quail proceed from my palms as I contentedly sigh. This is home schooling; Making the most of every moment, Comfort, family, food, life.
 
 

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Robotics Club

In addition to our garden club, we have been leading a robotics club after school for two years now. We are using the 4-H curriculum for "Junk Drawer Robotics" which lets kids problem solve and build thier own solutions. We got together to build our final projects last week which was an ROV (Remote Operated Vehicle). It must have neutral boyancy in the water and be able to move in at least one direction. This was a really fun challenge. At our last meeting of the year we will get together and watch eachother's ROVs perform in the wading pool.


Here is the link to the Junk Drawer Robotics Curriculum if you are interested in starting a robotics club of your own.

High Flying Math

http://www.multiplication.com/games/play/flying-high

We are practicing our multiplication tables around here a lot. Here is a fun free computer game to help memorize facts. You get to design your air plane and fly it through storm clouds picking the correct answers as you go. Tex and I really enjoy this one. I hope you do too.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Spring Activities


As we snuggle under blankets working on Science and Social Studies, snowflakes blow past the window during our last blizzard of the year. It is hard to imagine that we were outside in our shirt sleeves yesterday but such is the spring weather in Colorado. In addition to frantically finishing up this year’s curriculum and testing so we can enjoy a relaxing summer break; we are delving deeper into the back yard mini farming movement.
 

This year, although we are still carrying on with the robotics club, I have started another club that is close to my own heart. Gardening club! We are having several families come over and use one of my garden plots this year.  Yesterday they finished digging it up and mixing in compost and fertilizer. Then I showed the kids how to make a hoop house so they could plant carrots just before the blizzard hit.

My own hoop house is beginning to look quite lovely inside and I can’t wait to eat those spinach and onions.
 

For a long while now I have been pondering the meat question. How can we get fresh, organic meat? An organic, free range chicken can cost $12 and that makes it difficult to keep the grocery bill down with a family for four, especially when two of us are growing. We could compromise our health and buy the mass produced, corn fed, hormone stuffed meat at the store, or we can figure out a way to raise fresh meat and eggs. We have decided to try quail. They are small, and quiet making them perfect low profile neighborhood residents. Their maturity cycle only takes six weeks from egg to plate which makes them an extremely productive possibility. Their eggs are extremley nutritious as well.  It took quite a bit of hunting to find some local chicks, but we got ahold of six. They are very small but how adorable!  I can't wait to see how many girls we got. They all look the same at this point.
 

Monday, April 1, 2013

I recently was reading a little book called "Cottage Economy" written by William Cobbett in 1833. I was surprised to hear him say so much on the subject of education. I think his thoughts have relevance in this day and age where we have learned to depend so heavily on an unhealthy and expensive agro-giant system of sustainment. Read on to see what he has to say about education. Read the book if you are curious about cottaging. As for my own home school today; after history and before math, we are learning to make bagles.

11. "Education means breeding up, bringing up, or rearing up; and nothing more. This includes every thing with regard to the mind as well as the body of a child; but, of late years, it has been so used as to have no sense applied to it but that of book-learning, with which, nine times out of ten, it has nothing at all to do. It is, indeed, proper, and it is the duty[Pg 9] of all parents, to teach, or cause to be taught, their children as much as they can of books, after, and not before, all the measures are safely taken for enabling them to get their living by labour, or for providing them a living without labour, and that, too, out of the means obtained and secured by the parents out of their own income. The taste of the times is, unhappily, to give to children something of book-learning, with a view of placing them to live, in some way or other, upon the labour of other people. Very seldom, comparatively speaking, has this succeeded, even during the wasteful public expenditure of the last thirty years; and, in the times that are approaching, it cannot, I thank God, succeed at all. When the project has failed, what disappointment, mortification and misery, to both parent and child! The latter is spoiled as a labourer: his book-learning has only made him conceited: into some course of desperation he falls; and the end is but too often not only wretched but ignominious.

12. Understand me clearly here, however; for it is the duty of parents to give, if they be able, book-learning to their children, having first taken care to make them capable of earning their living by bodily labour. When that object has once been secured, the other may, if the ability remain, be attended to. But I am wholly against children wasting their time in the idleness of what is called education; and particularly in schools over which the parents have no control, and where nothing is taught but the rudiments of servility, pauperism and slavery.

13. The education that I have in view is, therefore, of a very different kind. You should bear constantly in mind, that nine-tenths of us are, from the very nature and necessities of the world, born to gain our livelihood by the sweat of our brow. What reason have we, then, to presume, that our children are not to do the same? If they be, as now and then one will be, endued with extraordinary powers of mind, those powers may have an opportunity of developing themselves; and if they never have that opportunity,[Pg 10] the harm is not very great to us or to them. Nor does it hence follow that the descendants of labourers are always to be labourers. The path upwards is steep and long, to be sure. Industry, care, skill, excellence, in the present parent, lay the foundation of a rise, under more favourable circumstances, for his children. The children of these take another rise; and, by-and-by, the descendants of the present labourer become gentlemen.

14. This is the natural progress. It is by attempting to reach the top at a single leap that so much misery is produced in the world; and the propensity to make such attempts has been cherished and encouraged by the strange projects that we have witnessed of late years for making the labourers virtuous and happy by giving them what is called education. The education which I speak of consists in bringing children up to labour with steadiness, with care, and with skill; to show them how to do as many useful things as possible; to teach them to do them all in the best manner; to set them an example in industry, sobriety, cleanliness, and neatness; to make all these habitual to them, so that they never shall be liable to fall into the contrary; to let them always see a good living proceeding from labour, and thus to remove from them the temptation to get at the goods of others by violent or fraudulent means; and to keep far from their minds all the inducements to hypocrisy and deceit.

15. And, bear in mind, that if the state of the labourer has its disadvantages when compared with other callings and conditions of life, it has also its advantages. It is free from the torments of ambition, and from a great part of the causes of ill-health, for which not all the riches in the world and all the circumstances of high rank are a compensation. The able and prudent labourer is always safe, at the least; and that is what few men are who are lifted above him. They have losses and crosses to fear, the very thought of which never enters his mind, if he act well his part towards himself, his family and his neighbour.

16. But, the basis of good to him, is steady and[Pg 11] skilful labour. To assist him in the pursuit of this labour, and in the turning of it to the best account, are the principal objects of the present little work. I propose to treat of brewing Beer, making Bread, keeping Cows and Pigs, rearing Poultry, and of other matters; and to show, that, while, from a very small piece of ground a large part of the food of a considerable family may be raised, the very act of raising it will be the best possible foundation of education of the children of the labourer; that it will teach them a great number of useful things, add greatly to their value when they go forth from their father’s home, make them start in life with all possible advantages, and give them the best chance of leading happy lives."

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Charm is Deceitful and Beauty is Vain


(I know this article isn’t exactly about “homeschooling” but I tribute a lot of my personal growth to our homeschooling lifestyle. It has provided a place of reflection, healing, and spiritual growth for me as well as providing an excellent learning environment for my children.)

 

                Over a cup of tea, a friend recently asked me, “do you feel pretty?”  It took me aback as I considered that I hadn’t even thought about whether or not I was pretty for a very long while.  Do I feel pretty, or beautiful, or ugly or what?  I used to care. I guess I have grown comfortable with my looks in the mirror but also, I have learned to be valued by my inner qualities; feeling pretty has sort of lost its importance to me. This is not to say that I have let health or hygiene fall by the wayside.  But I think the real change for me has taken place because of the way my husband and children love me. Children don’t care if you are in your bath robe and your hair is sticking up all over the place. They care that you are there taking care of them when they are sick or making sure they have breakfast or a hug. My husband does express his approval for the way I look, and we have a fulfilling relationship, so maybe I just stopped caring if other people find me attractive. But lately my husband has also expressed his appreciation for the things in me you cannot see.

The Bible talks about this subject in two places that I can think of. One is 1 Timothy 2:9-10. “also that the women should dress themselves modestly and decently in suitable clothing, not with their hair braided, or with gold, pearls, or expensive clothes, but with good works, as is proper for women who profess reverence for God.” And in Proverbs 31 there is a lengthy description of a valuable, capable wife.  Starting at verse 25…”Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she laughs at the time to come. She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her household, and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her happy; her husband too, and he praises her: “Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all” Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.”

There was a time when I cared greatly about “charm and beauty”. But over the past few years these verses have been a guide for me; this is now the mirror I look into, and where I find my worth.  In doing so I have been so blessed and a little surprised by the love and appreciation my husband and sons have shown to me. I have not mastered  these qualities of course, but am growing toward them all the more. I like the way George MacDonald puts it in The Princess and Curdie:  “Just so two people may be at the same spot in manners and behavior, and yet one may be getting better and the other worse, which is just the greatest of all differences that could possibly exist between them.”

And so, yet again, I find the Bible contains the secrets to a correct and healthy perspective from which to live my life.  “For surely I know the plans I have for you, says the LORD, plans for your welfare and not for harm, to give you a future with hope. Then when you call upon me and come and pray to me, I will hear you. When you search for me, you will find me; if you seek me with all your heart, I will let you find me, says the LORD, and I will restore your fortunes and gather you from all the nations and all the places where I have driven you, says the LORD, and I will bring you back to the place from which I sent you into exile.” Jeremiah 29: 11-14.