I have chilled right out as the holidays descend upon us. It has taken two weeks to complete one week of work. Meh. I can't find it in me to care. We are baking loads, {with my early Christmas present--a Kitchenade Mixer!} And we are squeezing in last minute visits with friends before they scatter across the country for Christmas. So, we have to roll with it.This week, we wrote like Abraham did! Cuneiform. They would have used reeds to etch the lines into their clay tablets. We used clay tools. Caelah wrote me a secret message.



In Shakespeare's day, they played a game called Nine Men's Morris. Cae and I crafted our own version of it and played several games of it.

Our poet for the next while is Christina Rossetti. I really love her poetry. It is always just within my mental grasp. I am attempting to read through a huge tomb on her life. It is well-written, but massive. Her Italian family was packed with talent. Her brother, Dante Gabriel was a well-known artist. He painted her into many of his works. - "Le Pere Noel a la Varicelle"
- "Une Petite Place dans l'Etable"
- "Le Petit Sapin tout Tordu"
- "Le Noel de Petit Lapin"
- "Juste a Temps pour Noel"


