Oh, the joy...

Of bubble-wrap...

Freshly popped!
For the past few years I have very much wanted to have a vegetable garden but did not want to change any of the plantings in our back-garden. I started eyeing this spot tucked away on the side of our house early last winter. Here is a photo of our future vegetable garden. It's looked like this for several weeks now (maybe a month.)

What was fascinating about this mission (besides the beautiful and dramatic landscape surrounding it) was the number of furnished rooms.
Looking at the old beds, chests, books, paintings, clay & stone cooking-ovens, etc... it was not difficult to imagine what it must have been like to live here 200 years ago.

There were also horses, sheep, pigs & turkeys on the site. Samantha (over at Pipodoll) e-mailed to tell me that, if we had had apples, we could have made friends with the sociable horses. As it was, we had no apples but spent a fair amount of time socializing with this very un-sociable fellow. We were fascinated by his pendulous wattles and ostentatious feather display -- and we had a good laugh when our turkey-friend "gobbled" loudly at little Mr. My little one nearly jumped out of his shoes in fright!
Here is our sleepy boy on the drive down. We stopped for lunch and he woke up in time for tacos & quesadillas...
At the beach house, Little Mr. B. went for walks with his uncle and grandfather...
And created art in the sand.
The wind also created art in the sand...
And made a mess of my car!
We all found quiet time to read...
And picked up yet more reading material at Bart's Books in Ojai (I'm not the only one in my family who loves books...)
Bart's Books is an adventure. It's an outdoor labyrinth of used books, plus more books spread through the rooms of a lovely old house. Here you can see the selection of cookbooks displayed where else but in the kitchen. Ah, my perfect kitchen... books in the sink, spread across the cutting boards and tucked into every cupboard, drawer & shelf... (my only problem, if this were my house, would be... where would I keep my collection of fluted tart pans?)
Last week I read the most remarkable book... Remarkable Creatures by Tracy Chevalier, a historical fiction about a woman named Mary Anning & her friendship with Elizabeth Philpot.
Do you know," Peter asked "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories... (J.M. Barrie)
Oh! Ever since seeing the show Peter Pan on Saturday, I have had "Peter-Pan-on-the-Brain." I've been thumbing through my old copy of Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens (the prequel to Peter Pan), gazinging at Arthur Rackham's illustrations and searching favorite quotes like this one:
I cannot help but look at my little boy and see a bit of the wild Peter Pan in him... The confident creature who, one minute crows, "How clever I am! Oh, the cleverness of me!" and flies away -- the next minute racing back in need of care & mothering. There is a bitter-sweetness, wanting him to stay young and sweet forever... And knowing, in reality, that it would be sad and strange if he remained this way... if he did not follow a normal course of maturation and ultimately grow up.
Do you have a favorite Peter Pan quote? Maybe mine is
It would take me all night to describe the endlessly amazing hands-on exhibits at this museum... the post-office play-area, the fire truck, the Wells Fargo stage coach, the bubble exhibit, the water-ways exhibit, "Secret-of-Circles" exhibit, the art-loft... But, oh! The Cabinet of Wonders... just the name of this exhibit makes me quiver all over with excitement...
It was glorious... the vintage marionettes which danced at the turn of a knob, the giant butterfly which fluttered at the push of a button, the sand-laboratory, the magic forest... and then I heard the tinkling, twinkling music. Kathy pointed me up a short flight of stairs and inside a moving, swirling, carousel kaleidoscope. That was when the little wheels in my heads started to spin and shoot off rainbow flashes of sparkles & light (Kathy will attest to this -- she witnessed it herself...)
Thank you Kathy (& little J., too) for the lovely afternoon -- for the good conversation about blogging, parenting and... life... For the chasing around in circles, the splashing, the nibble-y snacks, the curiosity and the questions, the 2 children who somehow escaped our gaze, disappeared together for 5 minutes, caused frantic mamas to nearly have heart attacks & inform the museum staff who sent out an all-alerts bulletin via walkie-talkie to help search for a 6 year old boy and 3 year old girl (well, that part I could have done without...)
Today we went here...
Little Mr.'s favorite part was the pirates playing musical instruments. Mr. Bloom liked the mermaids. I thought flying was the best part.
Then we went here...
Had a look at the Bay...
And had some noodles (& dumplings...)
Here.
But I thought the best part was flying...
Unfortunately, my favorite book by Dave Horowitz, A Monkey Among Us, is out of print. However, he has written a number of other books which are in print. You can read all about them on Dave's website here.
Thanks to a wonderful post last week on the blog Clean, I learned about The Cornucopia Institute. The chart above, compiled by Dr. Phil Howard & available on The Cornucopia Institute website, tracks which large corporations own certain organic/"health food" brands. For instance, Kellogg owns Morningstar Farms & Kashi, Dean owns Horizon Milk & White Wave/Silk (soy milk), General Mills owns Cascadian Farms & Muir Glen, Pepsi owns Naked Juice and Coca Cola owns Odwalla.
A few weeks ago I discovered an amazing website. Maybe you've already seen it, but if you haven't, I highly recommend you hop on over and take a peek. The website is called The Toymaker and it's the online home of Marilyn Scott-Waters. She posts an enticing array of toys you can print out & easily assemble. There are also stories to read, greeting & holiday cards to print, etc... I love downloading free things from the internet (and Marilyn generously offers so much on her website for free) but I have also bought multiple copies of her book. It will be a perfect gift for all those summer birthdays coming up (or maybe for holiday gifts...)
This is our favorite toy so far...
These mice have large marbles inserted underneath which make them skitter and glide across the floor.
This toy is called a "Thaumatrope" or "turning wonder." On one side there is a drawing of a courtly gentleman, hand extended. On the other side, a lady offers a delicate curtsy. When the thaumatrope spins quickly it looks like the gentleman is holding the hand of the lady as she curtsies. There are 5 more thaumatropes in the book (& on the website,) each one more charming than the last!
We also had fun with this little wind-boat (note: our printer only prints black & white, but you can download it from the website in color.)
Yesterday, I chose to give my Mr. Bloom the afternoon off to take care of home projects and go for a mountain bike ride while Little Mr. B. & I went to see the movie Babies.
I cannot begin to say how much I loved this movie. The contrasts were astounding, especially in the area of hygiene. It gave me pause (and made me feel ridiculous) to think about how much I worry about such things. Mostly, it was just wonderful to spend 90 minutes watching babies do the things they do with my own little boy pressed to my side, laughing at the funny parts and sighing at the sweetness...
Yesterday afternoon Mr. Bloom was off mountain biking. Little Mr. & I had an hour or so before Mr. B. returned and we would start planning for supper. Sitting next to each other at the kitchen table, I asked Little Mr. whether he would like to work on an art project or go for a short hike in the open-space park down the hill from our house. His response was, "Let's go on a treasure hunt!"
Last weekend Little Mr. went on a geocaching adventure with a teacher from his school as part of a school fund-raising effort. This is what he meant by "a treasure hunt."
I quickly downloaded a free geocaching app on my iphone. We put on our shoes, grabbed our jackets, a few trinkets to leave behind in the cache box and off we went.
It took a bit of trotting back and forth, up and down the trails, scrabbling around fallen logs and peering into hollow trees... We both started to feel frustrated and were on the verge of giving up, but the sun was sunning and the shade was shading... Tiny birds were flittering and twittering in the tops of oaks...
And then we found the geocached treasure box we'd been searching for!
We headed home, feeling very pleased that we'd had such a successful adventure!