but made their bodies carrion

Why do I always end up going back to the beginning and find myself with the Greeks? Again, here with home school for oldest son (6.5 years-old) I find us talking/reading/ thinking about the Greeks.

The older I get, the closer Lent seems to creep to Christmas--anyone else with me here on this one?

I need to write a letter to my Godfather. I want to include a picture of my baby girl's Baptism. My Godfather is now a Cistercian Monk.

I made crackers today. It rained, a lot.

The Invention of Hugo Cabret, by Brian Selznick

Picture a room full of librarians, cheering wildly. That is what this book does to people.
I couldn't wait any longer--I had to go rush out and purchase this book today.

There are so many really lovely and enjoyable books to read these days. Books that even ten years ago would have been very expensive to purchase. At 533 pages, this book is a feast for the eyes and the soul. It is a fine picture book.

But read it. It is an important book. It is a lovely book. So switch off this computer and open the book.

My heroes have always been cowboys.

So where the heck have I been these low many days?

I got a bit lost in the Jazz, Folk and country section of ameaba records in Berkeley. I'll have to scan some of the covers of the records I found. Amazing, and only a dollar.

Then, Oldest son had his last days of Parish school before we pulled him out and have been enjoying 'home schoolin.' Although, we don't really do that many more different things--we just hang out, read books, watch films and drink tea. That's right--films, not movies.

Youngest son loves his Spanish/English Montessori school.

The baby loves being a toddler.

We love her.

Mr. Bibliotecaria might be getting a job in Portland, OR (watch out!)

I begin librarian school this month.