Thursday, 21 February 2013
When baking and poetry meet
Funny how some things fall out of the sky and grace us with their presence. Like when we do a bit of baking for the weekend and the chocolate chips become something we use to count the syllables in the verse of a song.
The magic is spun and we drift into talk about the couplets we learned from the morning and write out a few of our own. We brainstorm words that rhyme. We talk about stanzas and the types of poetry we like the best.
Oh, I'd like to have more afternoons like this. The tricky thing about magic is that it is sometimes elusive, and sometimes there but hard to spot. In either case, simply showing up and being a part of my children's world is the prerequisite for both.