A bit of our projects . . .

Here is a bit of this last week, I also posted it over here . . . I have a weakness for stepping aside from a project to click a few pictures . . .

I question if it depletes my "in the moment" experience, 

but I so entirely enjoy catching these glimpses and setting them into a rectangular memory . . . 

We measured, drilled holes and tied eight-foot posts together to build a small teepee . . . 

In some ways I  actually prefer the way it looks at this stage, to after we added the siding. 

It is the same with before I add a face to a doll. I always almost stop and want to leave it unfinished. There is something so beautiful and simple before a project is finished . . . Like an unfurnished house, or an empty notebook . . . There is so much possibility still bubbling, 

ready to happen . . . 

The siding was thin bamboo fencing that we stapled on . . .

Later they were busy children shoveling old goat manure for our vegetable bed . . . 

Quite industriously I might add . . . 

Then we mixed it with some sand and a few bags of compost . . . 

We made postcards . . . 

With extraordinarily careful writing to make the messages . . . 

And pictures . . . 

On a whole, I feel like the kids are as eyes-wide-open as they can be . . . 

Then faster than a clam, they can turn off and head in a different direction . . .  

Spontaneity without responsibility . . . a piece of being a child that doesn't get to last, 

but let them fly with it while they can. 

                          ~ Marica