Blowing Bubbles: Playing to Learn
Blowing bubbles as a scientific experiment. How far away from your mouth makes the best bubble? Where on the hill? What about wind currents?
Children know the answers to these questions. Do you?
Blowing bubbles as a scientific experiment. How far away from your mouth makes the best bubble? Where on the hill? What about wind currents?
Children know the answers to these questions. Do you?
In 2006 I published my book “Sightlines: A Poet’s Diary”with iUniverse. While my first-line audience was friends and family, I quickly found there were second-third-and-fourth-line audiences rippling out there who were interested in my book, my topic, and by extension, in me and what I thought and had to say. I marketed “Sightlines” by every…
“Flower Cloud Land” Copyright Janet Riehl 2012 (This morning after my father got ready for his day, I read him this post. He said, “Yup.” And that was all that was needed.) My mother–Ruth Evelyn Johnston Thompson–died May 1st 2006. Today is the 6th anniversary of her death. We miss her. A strong matriarch and…
It was a long Harry Potter Weekend, even out here in the Midwest. On Friday I read about the pirating of “Deathly Halllows” and Scholastic’s countermeasures in the Wall Street Journal as I sat down for a “Fish in a Boat” lunch at a bohemian cafe near the City Museum where I’d gone to watch…
For those of The Old School–such as my father–praise and expressions of love aren’t given casually or lavishly. I can count on one hand the times my father has said in words that he loves me. He shows his love through actions. When praise comes, prick up your ears. It might come in ways you’d…
Last night Pop and I made the scene at two premiere Alton social events of the Spring Season. We field-tested the new rig inherited from my sister-in-law Patty’s mother, who passed away last winter. It’s a sort of combo walker/seat, and has a little pouch to easily take along his portable oxygen. We found it…
See part 1 of “Anita’s Story” here. “Vision: Anita’s Story” by Alan Brody In the chill of an autumn morning’s sun, those late insect visitors are absent, but the flowers have now an intensity of color and texture and a longevity in this cooler, crisper time of year that allows one to linger over their…
Aw, I haven’t played like that in so long. Just the thought of it though warmed me through.
Damaria,
I think of you as young in spirit.
Also, I think of you with your child that you mother so well.
Janet
Thanks Janet. I’ll send the pic. Don’t have a recent pic I can send, but have been planning to take one and will send it through when it’s done.