Welcome to Episode 29 of the April Eight Songs & Stories Podcast. Today’s story is “Story 3 – Quinn Quillow and the Blue Ribbon“, a great story for your kids at bathtime, bedtime, car time, and family time.
LISTEN NOW to Story 3, QUINN QUILLOW and the BLUE RIBBON.
Quinn Quillow is a story catcher. On his way to the Town Beside the River with the Leaning Clock Tower, he caught this tale, Continue reading
Hello my friends, what a week! You?
I have such good things in the works for April Eight – everything is coming together, as they say. I can’t wait to be able to share it all with you over the next few months as each Continue reading
“We call them faerie. We don’t believe in them. Our loss.” ~Charles de Lin
I didn’t believe in fairies when I was a child. I didn’t have to. I was Continue reading
Walking in my neighborhood these days, I see a lot of seeds and pods. Nature’s last efforts at abundance before Winter sneaks in and puts the world to sleep.
I’m in Ohio so I have to share a buckeye. Is this a pod or a nut? The one I found had a big buckeye and a little batch of “baby” buckeyes snuggled up together. Squirrel celebration time!
If you live in New England or the Midwest, I bet you could find most of these same plants and trees in your neighborhood. Take someone you love on a Nature walk hunting for pods and seeds, flowers and berries. If you find something so cool you want to share, take a picture and post it on The World Famous April Eight Facebook page. You know me well enough now to know that I would love to see what you found.
My friend Carrie has a lovely song, Leaves Don’t Drop They Just Let Go, that speaks a bit to seeds and pods. We have a great little recording of my daughter singing along to it.
Have a great weekend! I’m sure I’ll go to The City Flea this weekend in Washington Park. Maybe I’ll see you there. xoxoox!
I am sharing a poem with you today that I must have read with my class when I was in third grade. I have always loved it and my imagination well capture by this line in particular: “In dusty pods the milkweed Its hidden silk has spun.” I don’t know why – was it the secret or the silk? Kids are funny. Adults are too but we forget…. kids have to remind us.
by: Helen Hunt Jackson (1830-1885)
The golden-rod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down.
The gentian’s bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.
The sedges flaunt their harvest,
In every meadow nook;
And asters by the brook-side
Make asters in the brook.
From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes’ sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather,
And autumn’s best of cheer.
Isn’t that nice? What do you think? Leave a comment and let me know – I love to hear your thoughts and ideas.