Pencils’ scent of fresh cut wood. Papers unwritten stacked neatly by.
History, poetry, beauty and art. Awaiting children’s eyes.
Softly the cool of autumn, unfolding a new school year.
Musings on homeschooling, theology, parenting, Anglican Church in North America, Pittsburgh, family, arts and crafts, Korea, poetry, photography and whatever else gets trapped between my ears. My world is eclectic. I think everyone's is or ought to be.
Sijo: In honor of a new school year
ReplyDeleteRed cheeks, sausage and beer
Tennessee turpentine in a Mason jar
Must be Steeeeler football
I'm going to have to find out about the metre here.