Wednesday, September 19, 2012

DAY SEVENTY TWO - Rapunzel's mother's garden


Chose another uneventful day in. It’s good. I like to sit in my room and look out across the back landscape green and listen to the wind whistling through my windows. What appears to be one enormous yard is really the long rectangular gardens of several individual homeowners, separated by bushes and walls and hedges and trees - thus the expansive appearance. It has given me a whole new appreciation and vision of the story of Rapunzel when, in her pregnant cravings, the young wife looks out into the witch’s garden, spies the radishes, and begins to covet them – kind of like what Brother Holcombe was warning us about how a seemingly insignificant desire to get gain (radishes), in the wrong way (coveting and eventually stealing), can lead to dire consequences that were never been anticipated in the first place (loss of one beautiful girl baby with enormous eyes and a plethora of hair!). I never before could picture how that worked because in my world you can not easily see over the fence into your neighbor’s yard.

Had me some British cottage cheese today for the first time. It was very much like the real stuff – like when you separate curds from the whey, and end up with a product more like an actual cousin to cheese then what is produced back home. Really good (naturally – seeming as how it, no doubt, like the majority of dairy products here, is probably made from whole milk).


[School note from the Ward family: yesterday was the first expanded day in this term, when Katya and Oliver went not only to their regular school, but also to child care prior to and following their usual school day, known as Kool Kid Klub. (KKK! What are they teaching those kids there in that daycare anyways?!) It is at the same facility where Ella is cared for. Workers from the center walk school-age children to and from school, which is up the street on Raddlebarn Road, just a couple blocks away.  According to Leah, Ollie told her that he didn't want to go to so much school and would prefer to stay home.  Her response was pretty much, “tough!” Quoting Leah: he accepted it, and said he would just get smarter, so that was okay, too.


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view from my window – you are looking at three gardens: mine is the far right of which you see just a spec, then there is my neighbor to the left of that {you can see him there in black, spends an inordinate amount of time in his yard, as you can see}; and then another neighbor’s to the far left – all separated by plantings and block walls, longitudinally. Just look at all those different shades of green.