Michaelmas














Today is Michaelmas and I am giving a tea for new parents at our school. I'm a little bit intimidated at the idea of talking about festivals from a Waldorf perspective. But, sometimes, I know, it's good to hear a parent's perspective. Since I'm intimidated to talk about it to new parents, I thought "why not go all the way and be really intimidated--put it on the blog." So, here are my thoughts. A long, post with few photos--just what I don't like :)

Every Friday the children in our school gather for an assembly. Right now, one of the songs they are singing is a round:

Round and round the earth is turning
turning always into morning
and from morning round to night.

I've been thinking about this song--the movement and circling of the earth that it reveals. It's simple to see how the seasons move round and round, but there's another way to look at it as well--as a rhythm of inbreath and outbreath.

The teachers (and I in the summer anyway) work hard at helping children through the day to have activities that allow the children to expand out, and move back inward in a rhythmic way. So, too, one could say do the seasons and the earth.

At the Spring Equinox, or Easter, one could say that there is the beginning of an outbreath, a lightening--a time when the earth expands and the soul expands, breaths, lightens. The Fall Equinox, at Michaelmas, the opposite happens--there is a turning, a coming back (almost a dying in nature), an anticipation of the inward work that will spiral in through the Advent season. Often, in order for the best inner work to happen, there has to be an obstacle, an encounter that can help us define what our inner work needs to be. It takes courage and strength to truly meet that obstacle.

For me, that's the picture of the Michaelmas festival--courage, strength, will. Will--a term that I define as the almost unconscious energy it takes to make yourself do something you don't want to do.

So, at our school right now, I see this season coming forth in verses such as one the Kindergarten is doing right now: "I am a blacksmith, strong and true. Best of work I always do. All day long my hammers go, slinging, clanging, clanging, so,.." In first grade: "We will work, with our will. With our strength. And our skill til the sword shines bright!" In 6th grade: "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!" Many classes are also working on a math block--a subject where you have to work things through.

A picture of Michaelmas can be seen in "St. George and the Dragon." The children are performing this play today. St. George encounters and tames the dragon with the help of the Angel Michael.

After the play is our Harvest Festival--also a season of celebrating strength. At the Harvest Festival we not only celebrate with foods and harvest activities such as pressing cider, but we also play games of strength and skill such as obstacle courses and relay races.

How to bring this important season home to children? I personally think that a strong connection to the seasons as they both turn and move inward/outward is important for our own inner work. Making a nature table is a way to reflect what is going on outside, inside. My nature table actually resides on my dining table and is constantly changing as the world outside our door changes. We're making these little nut people at our tea today.

In addition to having a nature table that reflects change, I think that engaging children in outdoor chores that celebrates their strength is another way to connect them to this season. Learning to chop wood, or build a bird feeder, or rake leaves all provide that energetic engagement with nature that will somehow leave a space inside them for the quiet, almost unconscious soul-work of the darker days.

It's a big day. My children are very excited. They wonder if the dragon will blow smoke this year (a fire extinguisher in his nose). They look forward to racing and running hard. And, they look forward to a big glass of cider they have pressed themselves.

Enjoy the season.

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Beware the Jabberwock

The scene: a warm, dark autumn night. The full moon rising through the trees.

Last night it was warm enough to spend the evening on our porch with candles. The girls decided to give some recitations of songs and poems they've been learning at school. At the end, H recited this poem--perfect for a dark autumn night with large moths batting at the screens.



'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun

The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:

Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,

And stood awhile in thought

And as in uffish thought he stood,

The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,

And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head

He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?

Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"

He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

E definitely needed a cuddly story at bedtime after that. Tomorrow, Michaelmas, they battle a big dragon.

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Sweater Hats

One day last week H stayed home with a cold. She disappeared into her room for most of the afternoon listening to a book on tape. She emerged wearing this hat. Sweater hats are a fun and popular craft at our house. Here is a hat E made last winter when we were away at our lake house having a weekend of "sweatering." The buttons on the front of hers make a flower.



I often buy old wool sweaters at the thrift shop and then run them through the laundry on hot. My stash is actually getting a little low (see how tidy and well-kept it is? I dumped it all out of a grocery bag to take the photo).


It has been raided to make gnomes, bags, slippers, and this little doll.

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The Little White Cottage

"Mommy, will you tell me story?" E asked me last night. "I'm not very good at telling stories," I said. "Can't we just read your Betsy book?" E replied "I need a story to make me feel safe. Please? It's easy. Make it about me and Snowball (her stuffed dog). Here's how you begin "Once upon a time in a little white cottage with a thatched roof...."

At which point, she paused and looked expectantly at me. I took a big deep breath, and somehow the story spun out. The poor, hungry little girl living in the little white cottage was saved by her brave puppy who ventured into the cold, met a kind polar bear (another stuffed animal in her bed), and brought home a mysterious basket. The basket held kindling for the fire, a beeswax candle, bread and butter, and a Babushka doll that turned into a warm, loving Mama. Of course, they lived happily ever after with nothing to be scared about.

E has been having a terrible time going to sleep. On the spur of the moment a few nights ago, I told her a little story about how a princess kept herself safe. At the end of the story, E said "Mom, the princess in that story was me. There's no such thing as dragons and you made it all up just so I would go to sleep." I was sure that E, at 8 1/2, was too old for such transparent stories. But in the morning, she greeted me with a warm smile and told me that the story had made her feel safe all night. Now, it appears, a nightly story is necessary.

This is a big challenge for me. I really don't feel like I know how to tell stories. I feel like what comes forth is lame, lame, lame, spinning along with no clear direction. And, yet, these past few nights, E has been touched by them and, in the end, so have I. There has been a quiet, warm space around us. We've been just a little more centered and we both have been sleeping more deeply. Somehow, I think there will be more cozy events happening in the little white cottage with the thatched roof.

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Warmth


Cool weather and a log fire
Lots of apples made into applesauce and apple crisp
A new autumn table arrangement
Good friends gathered for logging and dinner
Potato Cheddar Soup
Turkey Soup
Mozzarella and Tomatoes
Corn Muffins
Apple Crisp
Cider and Libations

Cheers to Autumn, Friends, and Neighbors


This little acorn woman emerged from my needle felting today. I'm not very good at faces and am struggling with whether or not to add eyes, etc.

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Handmade Christmas II



Sometimes coming up with a handmade gift idea for my husband is hard. For our very first Christmas I made him this vest. He loves this vest and it might be time to make another. Finding good wool takes some pre-planning though!




One year, after I had spent all my spare time making dolls for the girls, on Christmas Eve I put together this little organizer for over his carpentry bench.






We moved to our new house just last year. All fall I researched the history of our land and put together this book for him.










I found old maps and linked photographs of our neighborhood to the homes on the map. I discovered stories of the land being sold during the Great Depression when many farms in Vermont were abandoned and stories of the boys who farmed our land going off to the Civil War.

Eventually, using parts of this map, I traced the ownership of our land back to some of the first families who came up the river by canoe from Connecticut to settle. It was a very fun project and we look at our land so differently now--there are shadows on our land. We have an inkling of who tapped the maples and laid the stonewalls, and it is making us want to be even better stewards of this place.

While I began by saying that sometimes it is hard to come up with handmade gifts for my dear husband, I actually have a little list for this year. Time to get cracking!

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Pins and Needles for my Birthday

N gave me this history of sewing accessories and the little pincushion for my birthday this weekend. The label from the antique shop says that it's Shaker, but I have my doubts. I have been collecting old sewing implements for awhile now. I love thinking about the needlewomen who used these beautiful tools and the people who made them. After I had worked with an Abenaki basketmaker whose family had made and sold sweetgrass baskets for the tourist trade, I began collecting sweetbasket pincusions and thimble cases. From there, the collecting sort of took off.


This little shoe has been one of my favorites. It sat on my grandmother's windowsill for years. I had always assumed that it was Native American, but my new book tells me otherwise--there's a picture of one from Yugoslavia! That makes sense as my grandparents traveled the world.

This plain little tin pincushion looks fairly uninteresting until you turn it over to find "made in occupied Japan" stamped on the bottom.

I wonder if anyone ever actually used this little nineteenth-century box filled with tiny spools?


Sometimes the fun is what's inside--this box was filled with thread, a little china doll, and a scrap of whitework when I dug it out of my grandmother's sewing room.


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Handmade Christmas

I can't believe I'm talking about Christmas in September, but yesterday I began a Christmas project for N and it put me in the mood to start thinking about it. We have a cherished family tradition of giving each other a handmade gift. We open these gifts on Christmas Eve as a way to appreciate the gifts and our hard work separately from all the other gifts on Christmas Day. I thought I'd share some of the things that N has made over the years. Last year he made the girls this music stand which they use just about every day.











Other gifts for the girls include this little fairy house modeled after one in Magic Cabin and these little dog houses that now live in the attic, but come down for Christmas. He's also knitted them scarves, but they are packed away right now!



Last year he made me this meditation bench, but my absolute FAVORITE gift that he makes me every year is a photograph album with all the best photos of the year.



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Imitation

Yesterday, for the first day of school, I enclosed a little origami bunny in E's lunch with a note saying "have a great day." A little Martha Stewart, I know, but apparently the bunny provided some inspiration. When I came downstairs this morning, there were enough bunnies on my island for every girl in her class (with a seagull for her teacher). She had written very thoughtful notes on every one.

These bunnies reminded me that even though my children have entered middle-to-late childhood, imitation is still very strong in their lives. When they were young, they learned just about everything through imitation. Now, by imitating us (their parents), they are learning more subtle things about daily life.

One very strong issue in our home is screen-time. We allow movies on the weekends and the only computer use is to email their relatives. One reason for this is because we want them to develop other interests and activities. Last spring N and I realized that we had our laptops in front of us quite often when the children were around. Of course, their desire to be on the computer rose. We quietly began to restrict our screen time to when they weren't around and things changed for the better in many ways. We became more active and creative which inspired our children.

The way we conduct our daily lives as parents has to be worthy of imitation by our children. We have to follow the rules too. I think I'll put a picture of one of these bunnies on my laptop--as my blog and screen time creeps into family time, maybe it will remind me that younger eyes are on me.

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Will this last?


This was the scene in H's room on the first day of school. Do you think laying out clothes and setting the alarm will last? I don't know!

ps. Aren't those great shoes? We found them at a thrift store this summer. They are only for the first day as they are completely inappropriate--she wants to walk in taller than her teacher (although she discovered she's taller than her teacher by a smidge without wearing the shoes).

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Sixth Grade

H begins 6th grade this year. One of the things I like about the Waldorf curriculum is that it matches children developmentally. Their picture of the eleven/twelve year-old child is one of tremendous physical and emotional change and growth. The curriculum meets this with more abstract work, careful observation and descriptive work in the sciences, mathematics, and language arts, and work with critical judgment such as debate.

Throughout the year, they are asked to do quite a bit of community service. During the spring, they have a 10-hour requirement with a culmination in a Knighting Ceremony and Medieval Games tournament honoring their passage to adolescence.

Here's the roundup of topics being covered. It's a good thing they are giving up a long recess this year!

Geometric Drawing and stories from the Aeneid of Virgil
Mineralogy/Geology with a caving trip
Roman History I
Math I--review of fractions and decimals, area, perimeter, graphs
Rome II--Rome as a republic, Roman feast
Physics--optics, acoustics, heat, magnetism, electricity
Math II--Business Math
Geography of Central and South America
Math III--geometry
History of the Middle Ages
Astronomy
Grammar, weekly spelling, book reports throughout, descriptive writing
Woodworking--carving bowls and spoons
Choir--group singing, rounds and catches, harmony
Strings--harmonies, two-part pieces, classical, seasonal, fiddling, music reading
Handwork--making a doll with proportioned body
French--2-part harmony songs, speech exercises, regular and irregular verbs, grammar
German--first German reader and discussion, conversational past tense, grammar
Movement--Ultimate Frisbee, Track and Field, Archery, Gymnastics, Circus Arts, Volleyball, Medieval Games tournament
Community Service--weekly, plus a 10-hour stint in the spring

How can they not grow in mind, body, and soul this year?? I want to go to school too!

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Porridge Sundaes

I'm getting things ready for school which starts tomorrow. In addition to laundry, sorting violin music and backpacks, finding rainpants and indoor shoes, I'm trying to organize some food--our school doesn't have a cafeteria, so we pack lunches every day and I try to give the girls something hot in the mornings.

The one breakfast food both my children always agree upon is porridge. I keep in stock Irish Oatmeal, Vermont Morning, and Bob's Red Mill. By alternating the types of porridge, it doesn't get quite so boring.

We usually eat it with brown sugar, milk or maple syrup. This year I've decided to try something a little different--porridge sundaes. I've stocked a tray with chopped walnuts, pecans, dried cranberries, raisins, and brown sugar in the hopes that they will add some other ingredients to their porridge. I'll also have chopped apples and other fresh fruit available when I have time. I like the idea that my children are having something warm that will stick to their ribs.

Over the years, I've discovered that porridge accessories such as little pitchers and dishes add to the joy of eating breakfast. I first began using these when they wanted to pour by themselves but couldn't manage large containers. Now I use the little pitchers in an effort at portion control. Otherwise we'd go through GALLONS of maple syrup. I'm always on the watch for little pitchers at yard sales. I think using them adds a touch of specialness to an otherwise rushed meal.

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Words for Summer's End


Labor Day Weekend for us has been all about:

cousins, siblings
grandparents and parents

blue lips and hot chocolate
corn-on-the-cob and blueberry pie
beer o'clock and cocktail hour

yard sales and sidewalk sales
auctions and antiques

tubing, swimming
water skiing, canoeing

warm water and cold air
swim suits and sweatshirts

reading in the hammock
rocking on the porch
puttering in the garage

stowing away boats
tidying the boathouse

being blessed with a summer camp for five generations

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