Week of the Young Child, an annual celebration sponsored by the National Association for the Education of Young Children (NAEYC), is observed April 10-16 this year. The theme for 2011 is "Early Years Are Learning Years … Make Them Count."
It’s that time of year again. The leaves are coming out, the grass is turning green, flowers are blooming – and finally, after a long winter of things being stuffy inside, you can throw open the windows and let the warm spring air inside. Then you turn around, and you see it: a whole winter’s worth of dust, dirt and then you notice some things are decidedly out of place. The wrapping paper from Christmas is still tucked behind the couch. There’s that huge mass of coats, scarves, hats, mittens and other heavy winter gear littering the mudroom. There’s entirely t
As the weather turns warmer (some days!) this spring, I start to think about getting outdoors to be more active. There are many lawn and garden chores to be done each spring, and that's a nice start. But sometimes, I want to do something that feels less like work and more like fun. That's when I grab my favorite schnauzer, Oliver Dean, and hit the trails! That boy loves to walk--I think he would walk from here to Columbia if I'd do that with him. We always see lots of neat stuff outside when we walk...leaves, deer, squirrels, and neighborhood cats are some of h
The weatherman says it is meteorological spring, but still I put on my jacket each morning. One night this week, I was compelled to bring my new basket of pansies inside, just in case. To temper my spring fever, I have been reading books about container gardening.
"Wherever peppy earthquake action meets ocean, there will be giant waves," writes Susan Casey in her book The Wave: In Pursuit of the Rogues, Freaks, and Giants of the Ocean. Casey travels across the world to meet these waves, the people who research them, and those who play in them. Some accounts are those of tragedy, some are of amazing survival, and some accounts record the daring-do of the world’s greatest surfers.
Find yourself in need of something Poetry? Related possibly to words and maybe sent— enced to a far off—world of dreams that swim and swirl All through the air and to your ears, where maybe There those words will find that you weren’t Needing them, but they in dire need of you, To rescue them from the air, for once they’re stately said They do float ‘til caught by an ear.