SCHOLA: Spring on LGI

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Spring on LGI

The lemon (pictured below) and orange trees are in full bloom. There is already fruit set on the orange tree. The blooms, right outside our front door, smell heavenly.

Heading off to church for Easter services, fighting a pretty stiff breeze.

"Are you sure today's Easter, Mom?"

L (seated between G and S) was a little indignant over having to take photos. Told me I was interrupting her "indventure." Huck and Jim would've been proud.

This hardly has anything to do with spring, except that I photographed it yesterday during our ten minutes of spring-like weather. This is an old sabal palm log that had its rotten center hollowed out by S. The girls filled it with a variety of small conchs from our beach. Eventually it cracked, spilling the shells onto the deck. The variety of colors and patterns is beautiful.

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SCHOLA 101

schol' a: 1) An intermission of work, leisure for learning, learned conversation, debate, disputation, lecture, dissertation. 2) A meeting place for teachers and pupils, place for instruction, place of learning, school. 3) The disciples of a teacher, body of followers, school, sect. 4) An acronym for my tortuous blog title "Secular Classical Homeschoolers' Odyssean Learning Adventure." 5) How my Boston cousins pronounce "scholar." 6) Someone who studies at 10 o'clock for a dilla or a dolla.

These are the blatherings of an introverted, autodidactic, champion of The Enlightenment raising three daughters. At one time or another we have homeschooled, public-schooled, Catholic-schooled, cyber-schooled, unschooled, and even threatened boarding school. We have been inspired variously by The Well-Trained Mind, A Thomas Jefferson Education, and Climbing Parnassus, tempered by the writings and wisdom of Charlotte Mason, John Holt, Benjamin Franklin and Michel de Montaigne.

I try not to get wrapped up in labels, but we are secular and we are classical-ish.

We travel. A lot. Sometimes to the other side of the state and sometimes to the other side of the planet. Join us on our journey as we search for our home, navigate the waters of self-education, lounge with the lotus-eaters, and bash a Cyclops or two.