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Learning in Freedom

Welcome to Learning in Freedom, a blog all about the learning adventures (and mishaps) of the Allen family. My four children are unschooled, following their interests and passions every day and living the lives of their choosing. The purpose of this blog is to share our every day lives (and my not-so-humble opinons) with anyone interested in stopping by. We hope this will give a glimpse of how natural learning unfolds from day to day......

Sunday, August 10, 2008

8~8~08

August 8th, 2008...what a cool number! We talked about making #8 cookies or some such thing to celebrate. The #8 has been Bleu's favorite number for a long time, though he's rethinking it now since '08 hasn't exactly been his year!

Eight is rich with symbolism. I was thinking about Yoga being an eightfold path, the buddhist dharmachakra has eight spokes, Hannukah has eight days of celebration. Turn it on it's side and it's the symbol of infinity,which is pretty cool in itself. In Christianity it stands for rebirth and resurrection since the mythology of Christ has him rising on the eighth day.

In the end, we focused on organization projects and catching up around the house. But when evening rolled around Sierra and I left it all behind to join some friends in Jonesborough for Music on the Square.





Sierra and I wait for our friends...




The pigeons on the courthouse wait patiently too. No music just yet, but the square fills up.




Deanna and her crew arrive. Some of her friends show up too..."the blanket" begins to fill and some of us decide we need a Lollipop Shop fix.

So many choices, how do you decide just which fix is best?




We got ROCKS!!

Yeah, that's right. CHOCOLATE pop rocks! oooh, ugh...even typing it is gross.



Nesta organizes a wind-up toy thingy race. My turtle went forward about an inch and the turned towards the ledge. It has ADD ok. Got a problem with that? ;)




The blanket seems full. It's a funny thing though, no matter how many people show up at get togethers, the blanket can always hold exactly who is there. It's a magic blanket. I am reminded of a book my Dad read to us as little girls; "There's always room for one more" in which a house owner keeps letting people in until the house explodes. It's a scottish book and Dad always read it with a proper scottish brogue. I can still hear "there's always room for one more" in that lovely accent.






Gratuitous colorful photo.




Let the chalking begin!!







This was a new activity I haven't seen at MOTS before. Instructions for butt prints:

1) Scribble lots of chalk on a street.

2)Sit your butt on chalk and rub

3)Run over to brick sidewalk...make sure it's right in front of a neat and tidy shop

4)Sit and wiggle butt on said sidewalk to leave this behind:




No worries. There were hand and foot prints too.


A couple of the butt-print makers, caught in the act.



Give peas a chance baby....




A little bit of DS time thrown in for good measure, lots of lolling around on "the blanket",




some good conversation and even some future planning.



This beautiful and crazy lady showed up and joined us on the blanket. Susan is a powerhouse of creative energy and she never fails to inspire! Everytime we get together there is some fun adventure planned. Look for an art retreat coming your way in November of this year!:)

See that fabulous necklace I'm wearing? It was made by another beautiful lady that couldn't make it Friday night. Thank you again for my gift Laura!:) You rock!




We finish up with everyone signing the blanket. That's the new thing now....sign it, design on it, embroider it....we'll make it the group blanket completely, commemorating gatherings in our own way. Happy memories embedded right into the fabric.:)

Saturday morning rolled around so Bleu and I headed to the Farmer's Market. We ended up with a bag of very tiny, very blemished apples that made a perfectly delicious cobbler. The bag cost $1 and went to the grandson of the vendor.

We hauled a box plus a bag of peaches home for a mere $6 with the intention of making jam this week. So far, they're getting eaten so fast I don't know that there will be enough for jam! The guy had white and gold peaches and though we keep sampling both there isn't a clear favorite. They're SO delicious!


Other Farmer's Market goodies were green beans, potatoes and kale. The kale went into some lentil soup yesterday, along with some of my tomatoes. Now it's time to go start cooking again...we've got company coming today and a concert down at Jess's house. Yes, Amy Steinberg is going to rock our socks tonight! Have a great weekend everyone.





8 Comments:

Blogger laura said...

waaaaah...i hate that we missed MOTS the other night. i'm so glad you guys had a great time though. there is always next week...

you looked lovely wearing the necklace, i'm glad you are enjoying it and being inspired by it.

i can't wait to add my mark to "the blanket!!"

9:59 AM  
Blogger Sandra Dodd said...

Is that a cake up there, the gratuitous color photo?

10:33 AM  
Blogger kelli said...

What an awesome day :)

Have fun tonight and give Miss Amy a BIG hug from us!

1:52 PM  
Blogger Ren said...

It's not a cake,it's my little purse!:)

I gave Amy lotsa hugs...and even did her makeup. Can you believe she let me??

1:21 AM  
Blogger SwissArmyWife said...

Yup, that's it. I need to move to where I can find more unschoolers!

What fun your day looks like!

3:17 PM  
Blogger marcia said...

love love your blog. you always inspire me. nominated you for Brilliante Weblog Premio 2008 Award

www.xanga.com/livefreeinharmony

12:07 PM  
Blogger Madeline said...

I love your blanket idea. And the colorful picture - I too thought it was a cake. Wow. It is a great photograph.

1:02 PM  
Blogger De said...

I *love* the photo of the painted tonials!! It makes me think of snuggling, togetherness and harmony.

5:10 PM  

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