SILC dances Festival of Nations May 2010

I'm a little late posting this, but my girls and I all danced with SILC (School of India for Languages and Culture) at Festival of Nations in May of this year. We had such a wonderful time participating in this cultural treat!

Ladies dance (I participated):



Teen's dance (Elli participated):



Little Girl's dance (Clara participated):

Making Mom's bread

Mom's bread recipe
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Yesterday I wanted to make enough warm bread to go with stew for my family and to bring to friends. The breadmaker would not do, so I went to my Mom's recipe box for her whole wheat bread recipe that yields 4 loaves. It was a wonderful thing to read my Mom's handwriting and revisit old memories of coming home from school to smell and taste fresh bread, still warm, slathered with butter and honey or cinnamon sugar. Strange how pieces of a person live on after they are gone. But comforting too.

"Feed Me!" "I am, I am!"

"Feed Me!" "I am, I am!"
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Today Emmett came up to me as I was typing on the computer with his Dr. Seuss book, "Green Eggs and Ham". He told me he wanted me to make him some. Thankfully I had the ingredients, and we headed for the kitchen to experiment with green food coloring. Green happens to be his favorite color, so this experiment was pretty much a hit! Though he liked the non-green toast better than anything, he actually ate the meat which he refused in it's natural color several times before. He normally likes eggs, but in the green form only yolks are pleasing apparently. When he dug into the food, he asked, "Can we eat these on the train?" Sorry buddy, that I can't do.

Snowy Monday

It's a snowy Monday in this part of the world. I found today, since I was out there twice involved in the task, shoveling is a good time for reflection. Thoughts seem to arrange themselves better when your body is busy exerting itself elsewhere! Crisp, cool air helps to clear the mind, and the rhythmic motion seems to bring calm. Except of course, when your sweet little three-year old is "helping", which is, in fact, at cross purposes, dumping snow back upon the cleared areas.

Loss

Life has major twists and turns, doesn't it? Things you never imagined you would deal with. Full of gifts and losses. Sometimes the losses are unbearable. Changing directions and finding a way to fill the incredible hole left... Amazing how difficult it can be to move forward. To find a way to function around the hole. Even to see all the positive things that still surround you. To see the lifeline and grab on to it, when what you really want is what you lost.

Learning Mehndi

I am learning the art of mehndi, applying henna paste to the hands and feet to stain the skin to achieve a temporary "tattoo". This is done traditionally as part of the wedding preparation in some cultures. A friend I made through SILC apparently has faith in my artistic ability, because he asked me to do mehndi at a summer festival before I had even begun to learn the art, and asked me again for several other festival occasions, and has now given my name to a young woman seeking an artist for bridal mehndi!! Now, I love the opportunities and the art itself, and I am pursuing excellence in henna work. But I am a beginner. I think I will stick to less dense, more open patterns as much as possible. Last night when I couldn't sleep, I took my last leftover cone of henna and tried to approximate from insomnia glazed memory a gorgeous design I saw here: DarcitaNanda's Henna It's not a close approximation, and I used the hand a couple times before the paste was dry so squished it in a few places... It's nowhere near as fine as the beautiful original. But a record of my first attempt :).