I had this post entirely written in my head last night, so it counts for yesterday. I cannot stop copying quotes from Les Miserables. And I underline far more than I write (I wish my hands never tired). That’s why I bought the $5 paperback – it is mine, my own, my precious. (Yes, we… Continue reading In Which My “Commonplace Book” is Renamed “The Les Mis Fan Club”
Generally, I read slowly. I didn’t used to, but I’ve come to appreciate leisure, which is required for education to take place; taking time to contemplate ideas. The practice of reading widely, deeply and slowly instead of quickly and superficially. Indeed, several of the books I am reading simply cannot be read quickly. The virtues… Continue reading On Devouring Books
My middle son has been reminding me of his upcoming birthday. He wants to have lasagna for dinner. He wants a book for his Kindle. He has a categorized list. And, he tells me, this will be his only doubled-digit birthday for eleven more years. He will turn the big one-one (11) in a few… Continue reading Raising Children: Letting Go
