Veronica Boulden

 I wrapped gifts on and off for a week leading up to Christmas this year.  I usually wait till Christmas Eve and have a miserable evening.  Wrapping in stages made the chore much more bearable, even joyful, as I meditated on making each package beautiful and the joy that the girls would have in their gifts. We always buy a gingerbread kit and we always use the leftover and unwanted Halloween candies to decorate the gingerbread house. As you can tell, the girls don't like gobstoppers or bottle caps, etc.   This December, Norah's classmate paid her to paint succulent pots for his mom as a surprise. He used an excuse to bring the pots over to us in secret earlier in the month.  Once the pots were painted, we all went over to their house for dessert and to exchange gifts a few nights before Christmas. That's how we got the pots back to her classmate in secret and in time for him to slip them under their tree. He sent a video of her unwrapping her gift and finding out that Norah

I'm making some goals for 2021.   I'm keeping it simple, going back to the basics.  1. Read the One Year Bible.   2. Clean with Fly Lady.  3. Take my vitamins and count calories.  4. Read at least one book a week.  5. Exercise five or six days a week.  (Anything from strenuous weight lifting to simple walks will count towards this goal.) 6. Contact one family member or friend every day.  I've done all these things consistently in the past. I still do most of these somewhat consistently, but the last few years have been so busy and emotionally and physically challenging that I have fallen out of these healthy habits for weeks or even months at a time. So I am putting a renewed focus on these simple things that make the most difference in my spiritual and physical well-being for 2021.  

I'm done with my first semester of grad school. My oldest just finished all her CCPlus work for this semester.  It's also the official first day of Christmas break for our Classical Conversations Community.  A big snow storm is only hours away, so it's freezing outside. And I'm still a bit worn out from a full day of Blue Book testing and lively conversation with my Challenge 3 class yesterday. So I've got my feet up by the fire and I am leisurely reading five books at the same, literally. I'm reading one chapter in a book and then switching to another and then another.  I haven't been free to read what I want in months and I just don't know where to start, so I am just reading them all at the same time.  Whenever I get too restless from sitting and reading, I'll listen to my favorite podcasts and do some housework and/or meal prep. In the next few days, I actually look forward to writing a new essay on The Iliad for the Circe Apprenticeship, assessi

I snapped this photo of Avril all wrapped up in a quilt listening to our family read aloud, since she looked so adorable and cozy.  We're on the last book in The Wingfeather Saga. We read a chapter or two several evenings a week first thing right after dinner.  Sometimes our parrot, Arcus, will join us and he'll choose someone to favor and allow them to pet him.  Tonight he perched on Norah's shoulder and shirt collar as she read and tried to imitate her voice by making a rumbling noise. When she's reading, he makes a noise just like an a.m. radio station that hasn't come in clear yet. When she pauses, he stops. He's a huge distraction, and we all laugh, just reinforcing his behavior.  

On Sunday afternoons, I usually find myself done with all my Circe, Challenge 3, or graduate school work for the week and I realize that I can do whatever I want for the first time in many days. It feels incredible to be so free for a few hours.  I usually always indulge by reading something I choose that's totally unassigned or unrelated to anything I need to read. Today, I chose to read an essay by Montaigne titled "On Books." With so much course work, there are several books on my shelf I am being kept from and this book of essays is one of those.  Sometimes I post here on the blog, choosing pictures taken throughout the previous week/s to write about. I'll clean something I don't normally get to. Today, I listened to a podcast and organized several bookshelves. I'll add events, people, or important book titles my timeline. I'll fill in my common place book with quotes I've read all week.  It's a lovely few hours and it feels truly restful, medi

I'm directing a Challenge 3 class this year for our Classical Conversations group.  Since I'm in my first year of graduate school for Classical Education and in my third year of the Circe Apprenticeship, I have to manage my time really carefully. Therefore, one or two days a week, I'll just devote myself to working through the Chemistry and Music Theory, etc. as my daughters are doing their schoolwork.  Sometimes I'll do the Chemistry experiments ahead of time just to ensure I know how to guide the students through the lab safely and effectively. This picture was an experiment designed to calculate and compare the various densities of liquids including maple syrup, vegetable oil, and water.  Really digging into the material as if I am a student is one of the best things I do for myself as a tutor. From that place of understanding, I can ask better questions.  

  I am always reading a few books at any given time.  I just outline a reading plan for the books, so many chapters a day, etc.  That way, I can get through the books in time to incorporate the content in meaningful ways into my assignments.  I am constantly using all the ink up in highlighters and needing new ones. I'm almost always reading related articles or books, too.  It's not uncommon to be quoting from multiple sources in one same assignment and to have to have them all open and strewn everywhere.  I live in the midst of stacks now. I can't remove the stacks, either.   I am bound to need the book I put back on the shelf soon enough to regret cleaning up.     Almost as soon as a new concept is learned, it has to be applied to some assignment, so my brain is always at work processing and applying even in the shower.   Sometimes it's as much as I can do to just engage wholeheartedly in the singular, next task set before me without reflecting on what is actually hap

Ginger-Tumeric-Ginger-Honey Tea Ingredients: Fresh ginger Fresh turmeric Lemon Honey Equipment: Cutting board Knife Cheese grater Strainer Tea kettle Measuring Cup Tea Mug Spoon Paper Towels Directions: 1. Heat water. (I use an electric tea kettle.)  2.Chop fresh ginger and turmeric into small pieces (approx. one square inch each).  3. Slice the skin off these pieces of ginger and tumeric. (This is similar to taking the skin off potatoes or cleaning the rough outside off of carrots.)   4. Use small cheese grater to grate the tumeric and ginger into the bottom of a glass measuring cup. (I hold the tumeric with a paper towel so that it doesn't stain my fingers.)   5. Add a slice of lemon. 6. Pour the hot water over the grated ginger and tumeric and the lemon slice.   7. Cover the measuring cup with a plate and let it sit for several minutes. 8. Clean up the cutting board, etc. 8. Strain the tea through a fine strainer into a tea cup. 9. Dispose of the ginger, tumeric, and lemon in th

It's that time of year when everyday is basically the same, but it is also that time of year when we make a ton of progress.  Adele's reading is improving quickly. Avril is writing two essays a week for Essentials by choice. I only assign one, but she wants to do two and finds that easy. Additionally, she will often research a topic and read or deliver another short essay, basically, to use for her Foundations class presentations.  She will most definitely be Challenge-ready next year.  Norah is getting As in college for her Challenge 3 work.  I'm thankful and I do enjoy spending my life teaching (and learning with) these girls.  

Every season of homeschooling is different.   This is a common scene in this particular season.  When the chores are all done and everyone is showered and settled down to work, the girls are usually all in the same room for a while, working quietly together.  I am usually also at work in same room on something of my own.   I quietly give thanks when I hear the rustling of bodies and the scribbling of pencils and the turning of pages. This last time it happened I looked up and captured this picture.  I've disciplined and nurtured them in the same daily routine and I've set expectations for years and years and years and years. And years.  So moments like these are the fruit of that.  I'm grateful for this season. 

She was doing the advanced quid et quo for one of her Essentials sentences.  "Jesus" was the subject noun.   From across the room, she asks,"Mom, Is Jesus a concrete, abstract, or collective noun?"   I looked up as my mouth dropped open, because Norah had asked the same question at the same age while doing the same thing.  When she saw my face, she asked, "What?"   I laughed and told her, "Great question. You're right on track. Norah asked the exact same question."  "Really?" she asked.   And then we discussed theology a bit.  I have had several more years to think about it since Norah asked that question.  The Trinity is all still quite a mystery.   But I told her the answer "concrete" is safely substantiated, since Jesus was incarnate, He was raised bodily from the dead, and He is still human as He sits at God's right hand.  The fact that she asked the same question shows me she's getting dialectic in much the sa

We warmed some apple cider and drank it after dinner while we read a few chapters from The Wingfeather Saga .  We are almost done with the last book and this will be our second time reading the series.    

It's year three of Essentials. So we've started advanced quid et quo with every sentence.   She'll be ready for the more advanced grammar that comes with Latin beginning next year in Challenge A.   Note: I'm enjoying this journey through Essentials differently with my second daughter.  I have much less anxiety and much more confidence.  I've seen where all this is headed and it's good.  

 We visited Blue Jay's and picked some apples and purchased several types of jam to enjoy this winter. Avril and Adele helped me make an apple pie. 

 It's that time of year again, fires every night. 

In my EDUC class, we've read The Peacemaker by Sande, The Question by Leigh Bortins, The Lost Tools of Learning by Dorothy Sayers, and several other articles that range in topic from Classical method to international leadership.  In my ENGL class, we have read Robinson Crusoe , Jane Eyre , and The Scarlet Letter , and many, many texts or excerpts or scholarly articles about literary criticism.  I do a lot of thinking and writing, so much writing, as I try to comprehend the new material, study the texts, formulate a meaningful response to the prompts, respond to peers' posts, and basically, complete all my assignments each week.  I'm managing it for now, but I probably won't take two classes at once again, not with everything else a wife, a homeschooling mom, a Challenge director, and a Circe Apprentice has to do at the same time.  

"'In his will is our peace, that is the sea whereto all creatures fare, fashioned by Nature or the hand of God.' Then it was clear to me that everywhere in Heaven is Paradise." Canto 3 Lines 85-89 My internal landscape is changing because of Dante.   It's as if I can feel God's thumbs pressing into the clay of my being as I contemplate the ideas behind the words.  And the ideas are also changing my external landscape.   I don't need much scope to see beauty in the world around me anymore.  Sometimes I'll stop just to watch light play off or through the leaves or windows.  It's not that Scripture has lost its sacred place and that other books are taking an inordinate place.  It's just that I am recognizing that God is at work in all the beauty, truth, and goodness that surrounds me.  He uses books and nature and music, everything that's redemptive, to teach me, to point Himself out to me as we go along together through this world.   I am tra

We took a drive through Connecticut last Sunday to see the leaves. On impulse, we stopped at a farm not too far off our route. There, we completed a corn maze, petted a docile young cow and an affectionate old horse, and we ate the most delicious pumpkin cupcakes with butter cream frosting.  

  We are about halfway through the first semester of Challenge 3 and I have to testify, it's going well.  God is faithful. My testimony is:  He can do anything He wants with anyone He chooses.  

Our friend is a beekeeper and she keeps one of her hives at our house.  We are learning so much by watching and helping her care for the bees.  She has treated them for mites and we have started giving them a saturated sugar solution, so that they can make a load of honey before winter.  As it is now, they'll need less mites and more honey to go into the winter in the best condition.  You can see one of the their empty frames in the photo above.  I prop it on the windowsill to make a lovely light catcher.  

We've transformed the basement into an exercise room.  We removed all the furniture and we took the equipment out of the storage room and put it on hand.  This way, I won't have to spend ten-fifteen minutes picking up dirty socks and blankets and toys and craft supplies and game controllers and moving furniture before exercising. I won't have to drag my weights out of the closest and then put them back in the closet. I quit my job at the gym teaching exercise classes to start graduate school and finish The Circe Apprenticeship. I'm also directing Challenge 3 and homeschooling three kids. But now I am quickly losing my health to the books. I spend hours doing mental work, so I desperately need exercise for some balance.  I feel hopeful about this change, especially since we are going into winter when I'll need activity in leu of the oft absent sunshine.  

 I'm directing Challenge 3 this year.  My oldest daughter is in my class.  It's going on week six.  It's amazing, but challenging and exhausting.  But I wouldn't trade it for the world.  

I am doing a lot of reading because of graduate school.   So I am doing a lot of sitting.  The girls will come and put their heads in my lap, even if my lap is not empty.  And they want to rest with me and talk and they want me to run my fingers through their hair.   I realize that even though I am here more, because I am not working at the gym and working on school instead, I'm actually here less, because I am so focused on school.  So I try to give them some quality time in those moments before pushing their head off my lap and shewing them off so I can get back to work. I'm learning something very profound in those moments.  Kids really do need a roof over their heads and full bellies and new shoes and enriching activities and great role models, etc.   But they also need a relationship with me and that simply takes time.    

Norah turned sixteen earlier this month.  (And of course, since she was born the day before my twenty-fifth birthday, that means I turned forty-one the next day.)   This photo was taken after her birthday dinner at The Cheesecake Factory, her choice.    

 It's Avril third year of Essentials.  That makes it my sixth year, because her older sister, Norah, went through three years of Essentials, too. This year, Avril's handwriting her own keyword outlines and rough drafts on notebook paper. In previous years, I scaled her work by helping her with all or some of the handwriting and typing. Back then, she dictated everything.  Now after she handwrites it, I edit the rough draft.  Then she adds dress ups, etc. using the checklists and vocabulary cards.  Then she types her paper and prints.  I edit it one last time, and then she retypes and prints her final.   She's doing every analytical task of every sentence now. We scaled this work in previous years, too.  She only did a few tasks of a few sentences the first year. Last year, she did more sentences, but still not every task.   She's diligently practicing charts and I can tell she's likely to remember every detail of every chart by the end of this year.  In previous yea

It's week six of graduate school. I transferred my articles and notes from a very, very full one inch binder to a new three inch binder today to make room for what's still to come.  I finished my essays early this week, so in the last day, I've read a novel, one that wassn't assigned, and I even found some moments to blog.   Perhaps this post will serve to remind me of this very, very busy season someday.  I have little to no margin right now with everything I'm doing. I homeschool three daughters, one of which submitting some of her work for college credits and therefore, needs more support. I direct Challenge 3. I am in my third year of the Circe Apprenticeship, and I'm taking an EDUC and an ENGL class.  This pace is certainly not sustainable. I'm doing my best to sleep enough and eat right, but there is no time for exercise or for any healthy leisure.  I'm planning to take only one class at a time from now on. I realized I am in no hurry to finish my

A spider made its web right across the outside of this window almost as if it were framed there. I tried to get a photo of the web, but the camera couldn't capture it.  I thought the girls looked beautiful, too, looking up at the web, so I captured their beauty instead.