January felt extra long this year, as it was once again divided between the two worlds of Alabama and France. I don't mind a month that seems extra long now and again, though. They all fly by so quickly.
January 1 - A Cici's Birthday
January 2 - a frozen peppermint chai with two lovely ladies
January 3 - meeting the author of her favorite series
January 4 - a fortune cookie and lunch with a good friend
January 5 - dinner with these fun friends...and a droid
January 6 - Puzzle Day
January 7 - A Delicious Farewell Dinner
January 8 - Boston from the Air
January 9 - Unpacking the Christmas Presents
January 11 - Game Day
January 12 - After Church Hangout
January 13 - Robin in the Hedge
January 14 - Winter Walking
January 15 - Copper Pots and Red Awnings
January 16 - A Local Florist
January 17 - Cheerful Yellow House in the Sunshine
January 18 - Walking Home with a Still-Warm Baguette
January 19 - A Frozen Morning
January 20 - Got a Stomach Bug: Not Pictured
January 21 - Foggy Dawn
January 22 - A Frozen, Clear Morning
January 23 - Tolkien affirming my love for time travel stories
January 24 - I love the skyline of our little town in the distance.
January 25 - Winter Walk in the Park
January 26 - Last week was very foggy.
January 27 - Noreen passed on some roses to us.
January 28 - Vegetables are delivered each morning and left outside this restaurant, and it's one of my favorite things.
January 29 - Stunning Saint-Sulpice
January 30 - Sunset after the Rain
January 31 - Farewell, January!
Friday, January 31, 2020
Thursday, January 30, 2020
New Year's Goals, an End of January Reflection
At the beginning of a new year it's always fun to make new goals, and I feel like I came into 2020 being a little bit smarter about making goals for myself I could actually keep.
Last year I set a goal for a number of books I'd like to read (slightly higher than my goal in 2018 to keep things interesting), and I picked a yearly Bible reading plan that would have me read the entire Bible in 2019. For all the other things I thought I'd like to accomplish I had a long list. Two of these categories worked out well for me.
I met my reading goal because I love to read, and I made it a priority to read for the first 30 minutes I was awake every day. Regardless of how much reading time happened during the rest of the day I could count on that morning time.
I read through the Bible last year, and I'm so glad I stuck to the plan! I didn't read through the New Testament twice as this plan suggested, though, because once I'd done it once, I liked only having two chapters to read each day instead of four. It made it so much easier to make up previous day's reading when I inevitably missed a day.
As for the long list of things I'd like to do? I did 1 1/2 to 2 of them? I basically made a list and looked at it in June and December and forgot about it the rest of the time.
I decided to make 2020 the year of the Deep Dive. For my Bible reading and study I plan to pick a book each month to really focus in on, 20/20 vision and all that (my daughter informs me this joke is overdone). For the month of January I followed this plan for reading the book of Luke that included videos from The Bible Project. It's my first time watching these videos, and they are good summaries and super-engaging to watch.
I set a numerical book goal again, but continuing the theme of the Deep Dive, I decided to pick a theme for my reading each month. January's theme has been books in the Fantasy genre. I've loved having a reading theme! It gives me focus, but there's a lot of variety within that focus. I've been able to read a poem dating from the late 1300s, the writing of George MacDonald in the 1800s, all the way up to 21st century novels written by an author we met last month. Right now I think February's theme is going to be France, which can include novels, history, and biographies. I'm excited.
As far as other goals go, I'm trying to take Laura Vanderkam's advice and make quarterly goals. Picking just a few things for three months at a time will hopefully give me a lot more success. I'm also making more measurable goals. For example, instead of a vague 2020 goal of "lose extra weight," I made a first quarter goal of completing the Couch to 5K running plan. I've also been working through a Calligraphy workbook and in the spirit of taking advantage of living in France, walking to la boulangerie for evening baguettes more often.
So far, the year of the Deep Dive is really working for me. To me, so many things sound interesting and worth pursuing, so it's really helping me to have a sharper focus and actually do the things I want to do.
What about you? Did you make any New Year's Resolutions/plans/goals for 2020? How are they going?
So far, the year of the Deep Dive is really working for me. To me, so many things sound interesting and worth pursuing, so it's really helping me to have a sharper focus and actually do the things I want to do.
What about you? Did you make any New Year's Resolutions/plans/goals for 2020? How are they going?
Monday, January 27, 2020
A Sunday Walk in Luxembourg Gardens
All of our work and school is very much intertwined with home life, so there's not always a differentiation between the two. I love this about our life. It gives me what I call in my head "the Little House on the Prairie" feeling. From my youngest days the Ingalls' family home life resonated with me as something so wholesome and good. They worked hard together, the played together, they rested together; they had a life that really was very whole, wholly centered in one place. And though they often shared heartache, too, they were in it together.
As much as I love our intertwined life it doesn't always give me the feeling of the weekend. Weekends didn't exist back in the good old days (as the Dowager Duchess of Grantham could tell us), but as much as I love the old days I'm also a child of the modern age, and I've been trying to plan at least one thing that makes the weekend feel invigorating and refreshing, a taste of the freedom of being off work and school.
So far this year that has looked like meals with friends. This weekend K.J. had Saturday meetings, so I was hoping to go into the city a little while before church on Sunday and do something not too difficult or time consuming.
The perfect idea appeared in my mind Sunday morning, and while the idea was a good one, Sunday morning is not the ideal time to present a new plan for the day to my preacher husband whose plans always mature over time, while mine come to me as a sudden spark of inspiration I need to act on immediately: Let's take a walk in Luxembourg Gardens! It's a part of the city we don't visit often, it's free, it's exercise, it's perfect! And as an aside, isn't it where Jean Valjean walked every Sunday morning with Cosette? A literary reference makes any outing better.
Parking in Paris is easier on Sundays because it is free, though it's still not easy to find a spot. I thought this would be K.J.'s biggest hurdle to get over, but instead it was the memories of the last time he took the kids to le jardin du Luxembourg on a hot April day after a crowded, sweaty bus ride. The complaints of the children still lingered in his ears, but we made it work, and after we'd enjoyed a nice walk, Ella remarked, "That was a lot better in January." Win.
It's unusual to see fountains running in the winter, but I noticed several flowing yesterday. It is still one of our favorite things to hear K.J. tell us what the statues are saying or thinking as we pass by them.
We walked through the park and up to the Panthéon because the ceiling of the porch is so beautiful and intricate, and you can see the tip of the Eiffel Tower as you look down the street. I knew we wouldn't be able to see much yesterday because it was so foggy, but Ella and I like when the tops of the buildings are concealed in fog; it gives a great air of mystery.
As much as I love our intertwined life it doesn't always give me the feeling of the weekend. Weekends didn't exist back in the good old days (as the Dowager Duchess of Grantham could tell us), but as much as I love the old days I'm also a child of the modern age, and I've been trying to plan at least one thing that makes the weekend feel invigorating and refreshing, a taste of the freedom of being off work and school.
So far this year that has looked like meals with friends. This weekend K.J. had Saturday meetings, so I was hoping to go into the city a little while before church on Sunday and do something not too difficult or time consuming.
The perfect idea appeared in my mind Sunday morning, and while the idea was a good one, Sunday morning is not the ideal time to present a new plan for the day to my preacher husband whose plans always mature over time, while mine come to me as a sudden spark of inspiration I need to act on immediately: Let's take a walk in Luxembourg Gardens! It's a part of the city we don't visit often, it's free, it's exercise, it's perfect! And as an aside, isn't it where Jean Valjean walked every Sunday morning with Cosette? A literary reference makes any outing better.
la fontaine de Médicis
Parking in Paris is easier on Sundays because it is free, though it's still not easy to find a spot. I thought this would be K.J.'s biggest hurdle to get over, but instead it was the memories of the last time he took the kids to le jardin du Luxembourg on a hot April day after a crowded, sweaty bus ride. The complaints of the children still lingered in his ears, but we made it work, and after we'd enjoyed a nice walk, Ella remarked, "That was a lot better in January." Win.
It's unusual to see fountains running in the winter, but I noticed several flowing yesterday. It is still one of our favorite things to hear K.J. tell us what the statues are saying or thinking as we pass by them.
We walked through the park and up to the Panthéon because the ceiling of the porch is so beautiful and intricate, and you can see the tip of the Eiffel Tower as you look down the street. I knew we wouldn't be able to see much yesterday because it was so foggy, but Ella and I like when the tops of the buildings are concealed in fog; it gives a great air of mystery.
I like how people aren't in a hurry to take down the
Christmas decorations here.
Can you spot the middle of the Eiffel Tower between the Christmas trees?
I'm really glad we made this weekend outing work.
Labels:
France,
Luxembourg Gardens,
Paris,
Walking
Tuesday, January 21, 2020
Fountains Abbey Snow Day
Five years ago today my family experienced one of our favorite days in England. We'd only lived there 2 1/2 months, it was a homeschool day, and it snowed.
The snow fell fast and furious for a while, but then it stopped, and there didn't seem to be enough on the ground for a satisfactory play in our garden. I'm sure it was at my husband's suggestion that we got in the car and drove the 10 1/2 miles to Fountain's Abbey. It was the right choice, because at a slightly higher elevation, the snow was still falling, there was more snow on the ground, and it was so beautiful.
I love the snowy Black Bull.
St. Mary's Church, Studley Royal
The good folks of the National Trust had buckets of snowman-building supplies inside the shop. We grabbed a scarf and hat, a carrot, and bits of coal and started off down the path. Our walk to the abbey was soon distracted by a field full of sheep, though.
James cannot resist running through a flock of pigeons or seagulls, and we learned on this day that he also cannot resist running through a flock of sheep.
But let's carry on, shall we?
For a little while, we were the only people around, wrapped in the hush of newly-fallen snow. K.J. and the kids built a snow lady while I took pictures of the River Skell.
Violet, the Snow Lady
While the kids put finishing touches on Violet, we heard a woman begin to sing in the abbey, taking advantage of the acoustics and the quiet. The snow began falling fast again.
I had moved my camera to shelter inside the abbey, and the kids were playing on the stone walls when we all heard the happy chatter and laughter of a group of young women coming our way. We thought they were speaking Chinese. They spotted Violet and headed straight for her, cameras at the ready.
They wrapped their arms around our snow creation and took selfies that ended in screeches of laughter as all the close contact brought Violet's head tumbling to the ground. Thus her life was short-lived but brought great joy. And thus ended a happy outing indeed.
Labels:
England,
Fountains Abbey,
memories,
Ripon,
snow
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