Dewey's Treehouse: Oh, the intoxicatingness

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Oh, the intoxicatingness

of sunshine and violets and children being able to run on the grass without gooshing their shoes too much. There is great rejoicing.

1 comment:

Elisheva Hannah Levin said...: It's definitely a wonderful feeling!

My dad used to say: "Spring makes me feel human again! Too bad they can't bottle it!"; 1:59 pm

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Mama Squirrel's Reading List 2013 (R means rereading, § means done)

The Herb of Grace, by Elizabeth Goudge §
The Divine Comedy: III. Paradise, translated by Sayers and Reynolds
Over My Dead Body, by Rex Stout §
Champagne for One, by Rex Stout §
The Solitaire Mystery, by Jostein Gaarder §
Through a Glass Darkly, by Jostein Gaarder §
The Fields of Noon, by Sheila Burnford
No Little People, by Francis Schaeffer
Christ and Culture, by H. Richard Niebuhr
"An Essay on comedy and the uses of the comic spirit," by George Meredith (free online)
MFA in a Box: A Why to Write Book, by John Rember
Shop Class as Soulcraft, by Matthew B. Crawford
How to Read a Poem (and fall in love with poetry), by Edward Hirsch
When I Whistle, by Shusako Endo §
The Wormling #1: The Book of the King, by Jerry B. Jenkins and Chris Fabry §
"Training of the Imagination," by James Rhoades (free online) §
Towards a Philosophy of Education, by Charlotte Mason (R) §
School Education, by Charlotte Mason (R) §
Dorothy L. Sayers: Her Life and Soul, by Barbara Reynolds §
Dorothy L. Sayers: A Careless Rage for Life, by David Coomes §
The Art of Fiction, by John Gardner (R) §
Euthyphro, by Plato §
Life of Dr. Donne, by Izaak Walton §
Greybeards at Play, by G.K. Chesterton §
The Trees of Pride, by G.K. Chesterton §
St. Peter's Fair, by Ellis Peters §
Black is the Colour of My True Love's Heart, by Ellis Peters §
The Skeleton in the Clock, by Carter Dickson §
The Chinese Nail Murders, by Robert van Gulik §
The Chinese Lake Murders, by Robert van Gulik §
Till Death Do Us Purl, by Anne Canadeo §
Heaven Preserve Us: A Home Crafting Mystery, by Cricket McRae §

On the Treehouse fridge

"To try to teach literature by starting with the applied use of words, or 'effective communication', as it's often called, then gradually work into literature through the more documentary forms of prose fiction and finally into poetry, seems to me a futile procedure. If literature is to be properly taught, we have to start at its centre, which is poetry, then work outwards to literary prose, then outwards from there to the applied languages of business and professions and ordinary life."--Northrop Frye, The Educated Imagination