![]() | Everyone can, should, sort through the bad examples and good examples around them and move choice by choice toward whatever their own images of "better" might be. |
photo by Sandra Dodd
![]() | Everyone can, should, sort through the bad examples and good examples around them and move choice by choice toward whatever their own images of "better" might be. |
Whenever we walk at this particular place, I always look for this tree. It's alone at the top of a cliff, at the curve of the path that winds us eventually back to where we started.
I love its solitary presence.
I love its asymmetry, shaped, in part, by the strong winds coming off the ocean.
I love that it stands at a fork, with one path bending softly toward a return, and one leading to the edge of the cliff.
I love that I can see Ethan climbing and resting in it in my memory.
Today, I loved its hard shadows and blue backdrop because that meant the smoke had parted, at least for now. It looks beautiful in the mist too. It's a beautiful tree.
Sometimes you will understand what your kids *could* be learning from something. Always they'll be learning much more, making connections with ideas that seems to have no relation to what they're doing, learning thousands of little bits about peripheral things like music, social interactions, history, math, who they are, who you are and so much much more.
