Monday, March 30, 2009

Currant bushes

My garden is waking up. These past couple of days, I have been busy weeding to make up for my months of neglect, as well as pulling out the plants that didn't survive our multiple snow incidents that in Seattle qualify as "blizzards." Even during regular winters the lemon verbena doesn't survive, and I recently planted a new pot of my favorite sun-loving herb.

The white icicle currant bush that I blogged about earlier this month is in bloom, and as I promised Tanita, here are two photo of what the currant bush looks like now:


White icicle currant bush in the garden


Close-up

I was also smitten by the red-flowering currant bush in my daughter's school play area, and planted one next to the steps toward the back of our house. Here is a closeup of the buds on the red-flowering currant bush:


Red currant close-up

The red currant bush is supposed to attract honeybees. If it does, it'll be good news. A month ago, I saw a hummingbird flying around the area where the red currant bush is now. I stood quietly until the hummingbird flew away, and then looked around to see what might have attracted the bird to our house. I suspect it simply had taken a wrong turn, as our columbine leaves are just beginning to appear now.

March 2009 Carnival of Children's Literature


The March 2009 Carnival of Children's Literature is here! Thanks to Jenny's Wonderland of Books for putting it together.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Feast Day of St. Alkelda

March 28 is the feast day of St. Alkelda. According to legend, Alkelda was an Anglo-Saxon princess in 800 A.D. who was strangled to death by pagan Danish women. According to my research, there is no documentation of this saint until the late Middle-Ages, and her name may simply be derived from the Saxon word haligkelda, which can be translated to "holy well" or "healing spring." Alkelda has two churches dedicated to her: one in Middleham, and one in Giggleswick.

March 28 is also my birthday. Today I am 37, and while birthdays aren't quite the big deal that they were when I was a little girl, I'm still self-centered enough to think of it as the real first day of spring. On March 20, the daffodils were still closed, but now they are in bloom, as are the violets. The trillium in my garden have just begun to unfurl their petals. Speaking of trillium, I am currently at work stitching up a trillium boy doll (nature table action figure!) for the Etsy shop opening May 1. I've already stitched up a red sunflower and a borage doll. I feel a bit wistful about selling them, as it's different from making dolls for friends on commission or as presents. When I told my mom about my ambivalence, she said, "Your grandfather always felt that way about his paintings."

Friday, March 27, 2009

Allusions and oatmeal

While I applaud everyone who does features for April is National Poetry Month, I must admit I've never felt the particular call to follow suit. For me, it's like eating steel-cut oatmeal 4 times a week for 48 weeks and then participating in National Steel-Cut Oatmeal Month. I know I'm one of the lucky ones, and there are people who have scant exposure to steel-cut oatmeal, but I have full confidence that other bloggers will make up for my slacker attitude.

I will be celebrating April Fool's Day with Minh Le of Bottom Shelf Books and whomever else participates in our contest next week. The "April Fool" is not that we're pulling your leg about putting your creativity to work and winning fabulous prizes, but that we want you to have a silly, fun time doing it without feeling like a fool. We're very serious about that. We promise not to tape a paper fish onto your back.... or at least, attempt the resist the urge. Stay tuned for details to come in just 5 days.

In the meantime, here's a diversion:

Presenting the "Interview With Your Daughter" Meme conducted on Thursday, March 26, 2009. Lucia's answers are in italics.

1. What is something I always say to you?
I love you.

2. What makes me happy?
You hugging and kissing me.

3. What makes me sad?
Being grouchy.

4. How do I make you laugh?
We would watch silly things together.

5. What do you think I was like as a child?
With brown hair and brown eyes and a black dress.

6. How old am I?
36

7. How tall am I?
This tall. [Hands stretched up]

8. What is my favorite thing to do?
Tell stories.

9. What do I do when you're not around?
Say grownup stuff.

10. If I become famous, what will it be for?
Being a composer.

11. What am I really good at?
Playing guitar.

12. What am I not really good at?
Doing magic tricks.

13. What is my job?
Making dollies.

14. What is my favorite food?
Pizza.

15. What makes you proud of me?
You hugging me and kissing me.

16. If I were a cartoon character, who would I be?
Cinderella.

17. What do you and I do together?
Sing.

18. How are we the same?
We both have brown hair and brown eyes.

19. How are you and I different?
You having pierced ears and me not.

20. How do you know that I love you?
Because you often hug and kiss me.

21. Where is my favorite place to go?
Your favorite place to go I think is California.

23. What do I love about Daddy?
Him working with the computer.

And there you have it!

Julia Larios of The Drift Record is hosting Steel-Cut Oatmeal Friday this week.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Birds in Trees: Ten Favorite Picture Books

I sent off my list of 10 favorite picture-books to Fuse #8 today. In the event you are curious, I have posted my list with its quickly jotted down notes.

1) Zigger Beans—Diane Redfield Massie

As a child, I loved both the catchy rhythm and rhyme of this story about a mouse who finds some magical beans that make whoever swallows them act boisterous and start “ziggering”. I knew it by heart (and still do). My favorite spread is the scene where “John the mouse put on his skates and rolled across the dinner plates.” This book is out of print, and it’s very hard to find copies.

2) “I Can’t” Said the Ant--Polly Cameron

When rhyming works, it really works. The story is of a teapot that falls to the floor in an extremely well-stocked kitchen. In our house, “'Form a battalion!’ said the scallion” has become a rallying cry.

3) The Great Smelly, Slobbery, Small-Tooth Dog—Margaret Read MacDonald, illustrated by Julie Paschkis.

This simple, eloquent retelling of a Beauty and the Beast variant is relatively new, but I believe it’s going to become a classic. I love how Pashkis has illustrated end-papers of different flowers and their symbolisms which she then weaves through the pictures in the story.

4) Voices in the Park—Anthony Browne
Years after the book was first published, I still discover new things in the pictures. This book took awhile to grow on me, and I'm glad it did.

5) Zzzng, Zzzng, Zzzng!—Phyllis Gershator, illustrated by Theresa Smith and Greg Henry
I’ve told this story and read it aloud, and it manages to capture the attention of reluctant listeners so often that it's become a mainstay.

6) Mr. Rabbit and the Lovely Present—Charlotte Zolotow, illustrated by Maurice Sendak.

I love the colors in this book. The picture with the night sky reflected in the lake is an image I often return to in my mind. I also appreciate the conversations between the little girl and Mr. Rabbit. “My mother likes birds in trees” (instead of in cages) pretty much sums up the way I feel about the natural world. Charlotte Zolotow's website has an interesting section on how the book came to be.

7) Rich Cat, Poor Cat—Bernard Waber

The juxtaposition of Scat, a poor cat scrabbling around the city and a rich cat that has all the dainties in life is a crafty indictment of our nation’s underserved children.

8) Julius, the Baby of the World—Kevin Henkes

I started reading Kevin Henkes in college. A friend of mine gave me Chester’s Way, and when I discovered Julius while shelving books at my 10 hour a week job as a library page, I made all my friends sit and listen while I read the book aloud to them.

9) Saving Sweetness—Diane Stanley

This story rolls off the tongue when I read it aloud, and I can’t say that for many books written in dialect. This is one of the few longer books I read aloud for storytimes with much success. I'm always surprised.

10) The Lion and the Little Red Bird—Elisa Klevin

People can be friends even if they can’t speak the same language. Art is universal. It’s all good.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Alkelda on Etsy and a Preamble to a Contest

On May 1, I will officially open my cottage industry on Etsy.com. The shop is called Alkelda because I started out as a buyer, not a seller, and that was the username I chose. My shop will contain dolls for storytelling and for nature or seasonal tables. I plan to have root children both large and small, elementals like wind and snow children, storytelling characters who are adaptable for any number of tales you think up, saints, and perhaps even a humorous line of "goth Waldorf" dolls (although Waldorf education founder Rudolph Steiner might roll over in his grave).

I would like to solicit ideas from the readers of Saints and Spinners. What sorts of flowers, trees and elementals would you like to see in the shop? Please leave your answers in the comments. I promise not to delete the flippant suggestions as long as they are ones that I would feel comfortable showing to my parents. Ahem.

Over the next few days, you will read about a contest that Minh Le of Bottom Shelf Books and I will co-host. A hint: it has something to do with Children's Books That Never Were. We're waiting until Fuse #8's Picture Book Poll is over before the contest officially starts on April 1. No fooling!

Thursday, March 19, 2009

The Daily Me: truth, and that other thing

From a New York Times opinion piece by Nicholas D. Kristof, called The Daily Me*:


...the public is increasingly seeking its news not from mainstream television networks or ink-on-dead-trees but from grazing online.

When we go online, each of us is our own editor, our own gatekeeper. We select the kind of news and opinions that we care most about.

Nicholas Negroponte of M.I.T. has called this emerging news product The Daily Me. And if that’s the trend, God save us from ourselves.

That’s because there’s pretty good evidence that we generally don’t truly want good information — but rather information that confirms our prejudices. We may believe intellectually in the clash of opinions, but in practice we like to embed ourselves in the reassuring womb of an echo chamber.


I can relate. While I still avoid media sources that employ ad hominem attacks, I'm working to develop more of a discerning filter that says, "Wait a minute, this sounds too good to be true" or "Now, where did you get those statistics?"

For the past couple of years, I've subscribed to FactCheck.org, a non-partisan service that scrutinizes how political speeches and statements stand up to careful research and documentation. As a storyteller, I strive to find the truth in fiction. As a voter and a tax-payer, I really want just the facts, even if they don't coincide with what I wish were true.

*This article may require you to set up a New York Times profile account, which is free. If you don't want to go through the set-up process, email me off-blog and I'll email a copy of the article to you.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Monday, March 16, 2009

Auction wrap-up

Saturday's auction seemed to go pretty well! Here is a photo that the class auction project leader took of the circus on display:



You can find photos of the circus in its earlier stages here.

The bidding was definitely more subdued than in previous years, but I'm hoping that there was good turnout in bidding anyway. The "Fund a Need" item this year was tuition assistance. My nature table dolls were a hit, and one set even went for the guaranteed bid price. Those who didn't win talked to me about future commissions and trades.

I'm going to devote my blog-time this week to catching up on your blogs. I've been so absorbed by auction work that I've been out of touch with people's struggles and joys.

Many blessings,
Farida

Friday, March 13, 2009

Story Dice by Mamaroots plus a Note about High Tea


Photo by Mamaroots. Used with permission.

During a recent search for "Waldorf" and "nature table" on Etsy.com, I found Story Dice in Mamaroots' shop. I appreciate that her shop has a section specifically devoted to storytellers, and that the goal is to bring storytelling into the home. Mamaroots also has a blog devoted to storytelling and crafting, as well as birthing and parenting from a social activist angle. You may find her blog here: Mamaroots.

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In other news, the school auction catalog is online. If you would like to see what sorts of items are available at this year's auction, visit this link. The left side of the page has different items up for bid by category. It'll be interesting to find out for how much these items actually end up selling in this particular economic climate. While I've got a wish-list that's half a page long, the only item I want to make sure I bring home is a pair of tickets to the Mother-Daughter High Tea. Yorkshire Pudding will sympathize with me (or rather, sympathise, in his case) in that what many think of as high tea is actually afternoon tea, or "low tea." High tea is a substantial meal akin to dinner, not an afternoon array of finger-sandwiches, scones and pastries. I pointed that out in my catalog edits, but High Tea it remains. Anyway, I want to go, and so does Lucia. It's right around her birthday, so we can attend it in lieu of a party.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Three-Ring Circus for the Living Room

I'm here! Bede and I have both been working on the school auction, which has claimed a lot of our attention. Our daughter having a low fever this morning was a mixed-blessing, because it meant we all got a little more rest after Bede and I wrapped up around midnight. In the meantime, parents from Lucia's class got together to assemble the three-ring circus we collaborated upon. Each class puts together a project, and parents the early childhood classes have to put together projects as well. The circus is not yet done, but I can show you the photos that the auction project leader took last night. While there are a few props that were purchased, as well as the three bendy families in attendance, just about everything else was made by hand.


Photo 1: I don't know if the 3 drums are done, but each drum is a circus ring that stores the animals, people and constructions. The circus top that's hanging will have cloth attached to represent the tent.


Photo 2: The tightrope! (Okay, it's a plank.)


Photo 3: The strong-man makes me laugh out loud. I know a lot of attention and thought went into his creation. Your eyes do not deceive you: that is a baby camel playing with a ball.


I love those seals. I'm glad someone made cotton-candy for the stand, because I was feeling twinges of guilt for not having gotten to that part of the plan.


The circus-master and the fortune-teller were both commissioned by another parent (the one who got me addicted to Etsy.com) and created by Dannielle of Princess Nimble-Thimble.

There's more to come, and the three elephants are fantastic, but 5 photos are enough!

Friday, March 06, 2009

Wandering Aengus and Moth Boy

From "The Song of Wandering Aengus" by William Butler Yeats:

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.


You may read the rest of the poem here.

I was 12 or 13 when I first read this poem, and I loved it so much I memorized it. I discovered the poem through Ray Bradbury's book of short stories called The Golden Apples of the Sun, the title of which is the last line of the Yeats poem.

While I was stitching up Moth Boy (obtained from a kit with a few modifications), I kept thinking of the poem. It didn't occur to me until now that associating Moth Boy with the poem was a bit humorous regarding the line "... fire was in my head." I decided that to earn his title, Moth Boy needed more than a lantern to attract the moths, and so I gave him orange-red hair. Here is the front of Moth Boy:



Moth Boy is so irresistable that he even has one of these crepuscular creatures hitchhiking on his back:



This week's Poetry Friday Roundup is hosted at Picture Book of the Day. I'm sure that this is not the first time "The Song of Wandering Aengus" has been featured on Poetry Friday. As a reminder, anyone in the blogosphere is eligible to participate in Poetry Friday.

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Currant Leaves for Cloudscome

Cloudscome of a wrung sponge always has such stunning photographs to go with her poems. In her honor, I took a photo of my white icicle currant bush with the new leaves beginning to unfurl:



Here is the currant bush as it appears in my still-sleepy garden:



This corner of the garden has flourished quite well. Late last November, a single rose bloomed until the snows of December. I couldn't help but think of the song "Lo, How A Rose E'er Blooming" each time I passed by.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Goth Waldorf!

The latest Etsy shop to delight me is that of Silver Acorn. I think of a lot of Acorngirl's wee felt people fall under the category of "Goth Waldorf" (if there's no such term, I'm coining it now). Her wee felt girl in a purple jumper is how I would envision a recreation of Lydia Purpuraria, the patron saint of dyers. No, Lydia didn't run around with Tyrian purple hair. That would have been expensive and stinky.

I recently purchased a Silver Acorn princess doll for Lucia's birthday. Lucia is a big fan of Jane Ray's rendition of The Twelve Dancing Princesses, and the doll reminded me of Ray's drawings. Even though Lucia's favorite of the Twelve Dancing Princesses doesn't have red hair, I may give the doll a tiny wool felt sun mask on a stick if I have the time and inclination to make it. Lucia loves that sun mask so much that Bede made her a paper mask on a straw stick for her to hold when she dressed up as the eldest princess.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Storytelling Video: a timeline

As promised, here is the account of my promotional storytelling video shoot. Grace Stahre of VersantMedia is producing it. Grace spent a couple of hours last Friday night setting up the space in the house of a friend where the video was to be filmed. All times are approximate.

Saturday, February 28
8:45 am. Bede, Lucia and I show up, bearing props, snacks and cupcakes.

9:00 am. Make-up.

9:15 am. Lighting, props set-up, rearranging of the plants, shifting of the furniture, etc.

9:30 am I begin warm-ups while Grace and her camera colleague work on the set-up around me. The microphone transmitter I'm supposed to wear has gone missing.

9:40 am The icmrophone transmitter is found. After I'm hooked up and transmitting sound, I realize I have to use the washroom.

9:50 am. The first guests have showed up early! Ahhhh! No worries. They've come all the way from Redmond, which is a big deal. Even though Redmond is only 20 miles away, you have to cross the water and potentially deal with bad traffic to get to Seattle.

10:00 am. More guests arrive, and I direct them to the snacks. The guests sign the release forms, saying it's okay for us to film their children.

10:15 am. Three-quarters of the guests have arrived, and I play a few songs for them while Grace shoots some "pick-up" shots.

10:30 am. All the guests have arrived, and we're ready to go. I explain to the children that in a normal show, if I make a mistake, I just keep on going. Because we're filming this performance, I may stop after I make a mistake, wait a moment, and continue on.

10:31 am. "Stories and Songs for You," an original song, opens the show.

10:35 am I start my first story, "Lazy Jack." I learned this particular English folktale from NYPL luminary John Peters, and while it has a quasi-modern setting (i.e. on one of the days of the week, Jack goes to a delicatessan to get work), I've kept John's rhyme that his mother says to him: "Jack, Jack, my only son, why is your head like a bun?" I was worried that this story was going to be too long for the youngest ones. I don't know why it never before occured to me to have the children chanting that rhyme with me, but we did it for the video, and it worked. They laughed in all the right places, too.

10:43 am. I played the song "Hop Up Ladies," and the children "clip-clopped" their hands on their legs and also got up and danced.

10:48 am. Everyone got to choose a color for "Jenny Jenkins."

11:03 am. Children chose silk scarves to sweep across the floor and into the air while I chanted the nursery rhyme, "There Was an Old Woman..."

11:06 am. I introduced the song "Aiken Drum," and one of the girls called out, "You already did that song!" It's true, I had introduced the song to them during the warm-up with the idea that if they were familiar with the chorus, they'd sing along. I called back, "I know, but let's pretend that we're doing this song for the first time."

11:12 am. We do the thumb story, "Up the Hill and Down the Hill," also known as "Mr. Wiggle and Mr. Waggle." In the story I learned from my mom, the characters are Ms. Cat and Ms. Dog.

11:15 am. The children are doing quite well, but I know that since "Jenny Jenkins" took a long time, I'm going to have to drop a song from the set. I play through the song Someone just once.

11:17 am. We close with the story This is the Key to the Kingdom.

After the show, I thank everyone, and we mingle and talk while the children eat the cupcakes. Then, I realized that I forgot to invite the children to come up to strum my guitar with relatively clean, dry hands. Grace says, "We can still do it!" and a few children strum the guitar.

11:45 am. We've all had a quick bite to eat. Bede takes Lucia home, and then we film almost the WHOLE THING again so that Grace and Mr. Camera can get direct face shots and record a cleaner sound.

12:30 pm. We're not done yet! Now, the furniture is shifted a bit and the plants rearanged while we get ready for the interview portion of the shoot. I had been well for two months, but in the past week, had been fighting off a cold. I began to feel it coming on, and drank some Throat Coat tea.

1:00 pm. There sure are a lot of planes in Seattle. Every time I begin to speak, a plane flies overhead. Stomachs gurgle, too. Grace says, "Aren't you glad you don't have to do this 10 hours a day?" I reply, "This is one of the many reasons I am not an actress."

2:30 pm. We film some shots of the silk scarves swirling around in front of the camera.

3:15 pm. I've cleaned up all that I am able to do, thank everyone profusely, and head out with Bede and Lucia.

Now, Grace gets to send off the footage to the editor, and they'll go from there.

I've left out quite a bit on this timeline in terms of the conversations I had with the children, some of the funny things Grace and Mr. Camera said, and other tidbits of that ilk. I will fill in later as needed. Nwo, I'm off to crawl under the covers and sleep this pesky cold away.

Monday, March 02, 2009

Your Favorite Picture Books Poll

Betsy Bird, a.k.a. Fuse#8, is compiling the Top 100 Picture Books Poll. Vote for your top ten picture books of all time (not just this year or last year) by 11:59 Eastern on March 31, 2009, and list your books in order of preference. These are not necessarily the books that are critically considered the best, but your personal favorites. For more details, follow the link.

Sunday, March 01, 2009

Once Upon a Classic

The storytelling video shoot went well yesterday! I plan to give you an account soon, but in the meantime, does this video clip ring any bells with television viewers in the late 1970's?



As I think I've mentioned before, I didn't watch much television unless I was visiting relatives, and besides Mister Rogers and Wonder Woman*, I really enjoyed public telelvision's Once Upon a Classic, hosted by Bill Bixby, a.ka. The Incredible Hulk. Unlike the usual fare of Masterpiece Theatre, Once Upon a Classic had stories that were interesting to children. The story I remember best is Susan Coolidge's What Katy Did, followed by part one of What Katy Did at School. Anamaria of Books Together reminded me of my introduction to Katy through television. I'm sure the production values are quite low, but I'd still like to see What Katy Did again. I have all the books in the series in one volume. Most of them deal with Katy as a teenager and an adult, but as with Anne Shirley of Anne of Green Gables, I like the book best of when Katy was a little girl.


*They were two different shows, but I would have traded in all of my Strawberry Shortcake Dolls to see them in one show.