I don’t even remember now how Anne Flournoy’s Louise Logs came across my radar, but how happy I was to meet Louise and Anne when it happened. Then through Anne came Mudd and I knew instantly that Mudd and I would collaborate one day. Little did I know it would be her and Tin. Mudd’s on an adventure to find her creative spark (along the way creating like crazy) and in a turn of events…
One of the things I love most about Waldorf and its philosophy is reinforcing the need for simplicity in the lives of children. And the utmost importance of rituals and rites of passage. Every day when they have their lunch at the nursery, they light a candle and similarly, we have tried to make a ritual of lighting a candle around bedtime to create a ritual around the wonderful time of going to sleep. We…
Alejandro arrived from Madrid and is giving Tin a much needed injection of boy time. Yesterday, they played soccer in the plaza and today they’re off for boy’s day on the beach – and a much needed break for mommy. Yay to boys!
We have been having a party almost every night. Saturday night it was the arrival of our friend from Madrid, Sunday it was Zahara and summer friends, and last night it was some colleagues from the summer program here in Cadiz. You don’t need a reason to have a party in Spain and Tin said he would like to have five parties this week, and we are well on our way. We made mussels in…
An artist friend of mine in San Francisco did this fabulous series of playground structures – in one there was a slide breaking through the fog – it was just magic. The playground down Benjumeda in Parque Genoves has structures that remind me of her paintings, and more, they have dinosaurs. While there does seem to be a lot of dinosaurs popping up around Spain, the one thing I feel almost certain about is no…
On Sunday, from the get go, there were signs and portents – a guy walking by with a tee shirt that read “Don’t worry be happy!” – a billboard that said, “Today is the best day of my life!” and so it was that the day was crafted around this idea – we caught the bus early this morning to go to Zahara de los Atunes and as soon as we arrived, I felt like…
For 4th of July, the bayou back home in New Orleans was resplendent with the Krewe of Kollosos boat parade. Our friend who is staying at our house and taking care of our four legged family members sends a photo of what we missed:
Tatjana got me Tony Judt’s book The Memory Chalet, which I’m reading now that I finished the Epstein book. I’m one third of the way into it and already highly recommend. Judt is a historian and his writing is top notch; sadly this book is about his memories as he was dying from Lou Gehrig’s disease when he wrote it. Yesterday, our friend arrived from Madrid as he will be speaking to the class about…
My brother writes me that he remembers me as a child – “always easy to talk to, always easy to put down for sleep, always so gentle. You were such a pleasure to hold, I remember so well.” Awwww. Nice to know I wasn’t a brat!
On our walk to the wine store last night, we saw there was a Marimekko exhibit at a contemporary art museum, and there is also a ferry to take to Puerto Santa Maria to have lunch over there, and yesterday I walked to Plaza España and saw Casa de 4 Torres – which is a house made of four houses designed to look as one facade – with four towers, it was impressive. All this…