“We are all meant to be naturalists, each in his own degree, and it is inexcusable to live in a world so full of the marvels of plant and animal life and to care for none of these things.” – Charlotte Mason
One of the reasons I was so drawn to Charlotte Mason’s philosophies (way back in my school teacher days) was her passion for nature study–not as a fun little extra thing, but as a vital part of a spherical and purposeful education. I grew up with parents that believed this, and spent most of my free hours outside–climbing trees, building shelters, poking around under rocks and logs, and
August and September are such exciting months for the homeschooling community–the promise of the year ahead; the planning (and the planners!); the shiny, new curriculum; the beautiful stacks of books all over the house; and the arrangement and decorating of homeschool spaces. Even year-round homeschoolers like me can’t help but get caught up in the anticipation of it all. But with this excitement can also come worry, questions, analysis-paralysis, and a whole heaping spoonful of self-doubt, especially for brand-new homeschoolers.
I discovered a lot of amazing things in my first two years of homeschooling: blogs I binge-read until late in the night, libraries bursting with resources like a Christmas stocking, free workshops held at state parks and open spaces almost weekly, and some of the most beautiful books I’d ever laid my hands on (Nature Anatomy comes to mind!) But when I stumbled across Brave Writer, it was a whole new world in the best possible way.
Brave Writer is the kind of program I wish I had been part of as a child. Being the kind of little girl
Around January of last year, my oldest daughter wrapped up Blossom and Root Early Years Vol. 2 and moved into Blossom and Root Kindergarten. We’ve been going at a pretty leisurely pace for the past seven months, adding in supplementary projects
My youngest daughter will be turning four in November. I had originally planned to repeat Blossom and Root Early Years Vol. 1 with her this year, but this summer something shifted in her. She started
This summer brings with it a bittersweetness that’s difficult to describe. My littlest daughter is beginning to ask about words on the page, point out letters in street signs, and linger longer at the table as I work with her older sister on math. Her tiny voice is full of questions, her games have become more complex and intricate. She’s growing up.
Okay, she’s three. But to me, it’s a lifetime of change
Before I begin, I want to thank all of my readers for your patience and understanding these last many months. My time away from social media, and from Blossom & Root, was much-needed and so effective. When I made