I had a whole thing written out to post today about how nice it was that the long, tundra-esque winter seemed to finally be coming to a close and the kids were out riding bikes and playing on the beach again, and how the ice was beginning to recede from the bay and it must mean we don’t live in Winterfell afterall.
And then I woke up to snow this morning.
I went outside to take a picture of it for this new post, and the mass of bright white just blended in with the white page. So just imagine this:
Happy Earth Day, folks.
Rather than tearily cursing the natural world on a day dedicated to respect and care for the Earth, I’m just going to keep my big fat mouth shut and internalize. It seems much healthier.
I’m just going to talk about the book.
We received a package in the mail from my cousin’s mother (she’s my third cousin, so I’m not sure what exactly that makes her mother, who was my mother’s second cousin, and I’m just not even going to try to work it all out but either way, she’s one of my favorite people) who’s having a nice warm old time in Arizona and was kind enough to think of my kids and put together a book packet. Seriously, this is a family that has made a distinct mark on my children’s bookshelf, having consistently added to their library since before they were even born- and a lot of their obsessive favorites, no less. And in the week since we received this southwest-geology-themed package, guess how many times I’ve read the following book (to BOTH the 4 and 7 year old, which is getting more and more rare, by the way, as Toby is leaning almost exclusively toward chapter books these days)? More than seven. Thanks Sarah, Jess, and Kate, big hit once again!
A Rock Is Lively is, I’ve just found out, part of a really beautiful series of scientific books that includes “A Seed Is Sleepy,” “An Egg Is Quiet,” and “A Butterfly Is Patient” which I will for sure be checking out. This one is, obviously, about rocks- their formation, their make up, and their cycles. The text alternates between lovely poetic bits in an elegant cursive script (“…bubbling like a pot of soup deep beneath the earth’s crust…liquid…molten…boiling.“) and more informative scientific bits in a regular print script (“Depending on what type of rock it is, a rock melts at temperatures between 1,300 and 2,400 degrees Fahrenheit.“)
Depending on how you read it, it can be thorough and educational, gentle and lyrical, or both.
My Elsie is home sick today, and since there’s no way in Hell I’m going outside (I’m doing my best to not even look out the windows), we’re celebrating Earth Day reading books and doing some crafts. What are you reading today?