Summer Days

We are having full, full days with summer camp and day care and work for Mom and Dad.

Today there was a play performance at summer camp. Lucas was a tax collector in the “Dragon with Thirteen Tails,” performed on the Oak Stage at Sacramento Waldorf School. We also got to see a gymnastics demonstration, as the children have been doing movement and assorted gymnastics in the awesome gym.

Lucas in the Summer Camp Play

Some days, to get out of the heat, we play with puzzles.

Summer Day Detritus 4

Summer Day Detritus 3

And with chalk in the cool morning.
The Chalk Artist at Work

Happy Artist


Lucas goes to piano lessons on Wednesdays. This week he noodled around until he figured out the first part of Beethoven’s “Ode to Joy.” When he told his piano teacher, Mrs. Tan, she helped him work on it and learn the next little bit. I love that she goes with his interests!

Lucas at Piano Lessons

We swim at Grandma’s and Papa’s house, and at swim team practice and swim lessons. Only four more of those are left!

We watch our garden grow—the things we planted …

Corn Tassle

… and the things we didn’t, like this volunteer sunflower!

Volunteer Sunflower! Gorgeous!

And we watch and care for the chickens. Oh, how they are enriching life around here! Our first week of chicken farming has been going well. We’re all fascinated by them.

Our Hens

At first the chickens slept on the ground in a cuddle puddle, all higgledy-piggledy, piled on top of one another in the corner of the chicken run. They hadn’t gotten the lay of the land yet, I think. Gradually they are claiming this new space as their own. Ian had to pick them up one night and put them on the roost inside the chicken coop, but after that, they seem to get it. Last night we found them roosting just where they’re supposed to be (where it’s safest), without any help from us.

We gathered sixteen eggs in the first four days, after that, I lost count. They are averaging almost four eggs per day. They eat pretty much ALL of our kitchen scraps, including milk leftover from the boys’ morning cereal (for the calcium). I didn’t know chickens drank milk, did you?

Midnight and Avalanche Drinking Milk

The eggs taste wonderful!

6 Responses to “Summer Days”

  • Plain and Joyful Living
    July 24, 2010 at 7:41 am

    What fun. our children are involved in theater and it is always such a joy to watch them preform. Your chickens look beautiful.


  • jaleen
    July 26, 2010 at 11:01 am

    in the event that you can’t keep up with all of the eggs yourselves, i want in! xoxoxo


  • Sara
    July 28, 2010 at 11:46 am

    Thank you for visiting me here. We are having a lovely summer full of great experiences. Our chickens are delightful. I’m so glad we got them.


  • Sara
    July 28, 2010 at 11:48 am

    I’ll keep you in mind! At present, we’re getting three to five eggs a day, which doesn’t quite keep up with our consumption rate. We are planning on getting five more hens, maybe six. This has lead to ridiculous web searches for the prettiest layers. 😉


  • The Tan Family
    August 2, 2010 at 9:45 pm

    Thank you for featuring me on your blog! I will miss teaching Lucas piano. He is a natural musician and will go far.


  • Sara
    August 3, 2010 at 11:03 am

    My pleasure! Let me know when/where you are teaching in Davis and I’ll write about that, too. I don’t know if you’ll get any students that way, but I’m very happy to recommend you to anyone!


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