Seasonal Treasures

So, Arlo was a little too young for kindergarten. He had an awesome teacher, and had no trouble academically....he just wanted to play. (I know, a shocking development in a just - turned- five boy!!) So we have been studying together at home, me relying on my trusty Montessori language skills and some fancy storebought workbooks. (He loooves workbooks!) and just talking and walking in the woods. One day a week he attends Homegrown Playschool, a Waldorf inspired, multi age preschool where he hears fairy tales, stories of the saints, and helps create a winter garden. For example, last week they learned about Saint Francis, made bird feeders to take care of the animals, and helped dig a winter garden. They also learn seasonal songs and benefit greatly from the spiritual aspect of Waldorf. A bonus is that Playschool is at his best friend Ethan's house!

When we walk, which we do at least twice a day, I tell seasonal stories about the earth, usually VERY simple. We talk about the leaves changing, look at the moss, listen for the birds nearby. Today we gathered flowers, some red leaves, acorns, empty seed pods, a crow feather, and a blue plastic ball. Why the ball? Arlo explained it to me: "it was Oma's and fell off her necklace."

Me:" So it is special to you..."

Arlo: "Yup."

Fall reminds me that everything that ends must begin again. But it has to end to do so. We struggle with difficult feelings during this time. There is Dia de Las Muertas and All Soul's Day. There is remembering, composting, turning over, letting go, and preparing for the future. It can be pensive, although candle light and snuggling, and community are all tools to make the darkness easier to sustain.

I am loving this time with Arlo. The wisdom of cycles and seasons is best with someone who literally freaks out over red leaves!