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Friday, November 22, 2013

Finished Friday

My college roommate--our rooming together interrupted only by junior year abroad--just had her first baby, a girl.  Despite the fact that we don't talk often these days and I've never met her husband (T was a newborn around the time of her out-of-state wedding reception), I felt very strongly about knitting some nice things for this new girl.  There's a bit of love and prayer in every stitch.  I also wanted to gush in the card I sent, because I can't imagine a better mother than she'll make.  In fact, I'm pretty sure her husband will make a fabulous father, despite the fact that we've never met.  After all, she chose him, and that's all I really need to know.  Quality attracts quality, I say.  Anyway, I choked when it came time to send the package, and the third and final version of the card said the same boring congratulatory message that most baby cards do.  

First up are these two pairs of socks, both variations of this pattern.  I had high hopes of knitting a few more pairs to add to the box, but life intervened.  The multicolor is from a bit of Colinette Jitterbug, and is in a Monet palette.  The second pair is from a small ball of a discontinued yarn that I've been saving for something special.  

The pièce de résistance is a short-sleeved cardigan from a pattern called lila{c}loud.  It was a fairly easy knit...except I read the chart incorrectly and the final product is a little lacier.  Doh!  I used a new-to-me yarn, soft and drapey and machine washable.

In the background is that green cardigan.  I got a little concerned about how colorfast the dye was before I packed up everything and gave the sweater a bath. Thank heavens I did!  The blue leaked all over the sink, and in the end I decided not to saddle a new mother with a hand wash only, may-dye-everything-blue sweater.  I'll save that for her next baby.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Month 11: Priorities

This month I've been forced to think a bit about my priorities.  Staring at a glowing screen, whether to check email or write a blog or read a blog, has intentionally been relegated to the bottom of my list.  Some people are fabulous at staying connected to friends while parenting multiple children.  I just don't happen to be one of them, no matter how fervently I wish for it.  In fact, I don't even seem to be able to converse on the phone with people regularly.  If you never receive phone calls from me, it has no bearing on my personal feelings toward you.  I'm hoping that it's just a part of this season of my life.  I'm also hoping that I don't completely forget how to interact with adults--I have already forgotten so much.

Which brings me to this photo, taken this morning. Rather than fight the tide of T's desire to be in the picture (the foot), or wrangle the camera strap (bottom left), or remember to remove G's pacifier, I just let it be.  My priorities were to snap a quick picture for posterity and get back to the nitty-gritty of the morning: bathing grubby children, working on grammar, scrounging up something other than Halloween candy for lunch.

Without the distractions that the screen brings, we've found our rhythm for now.  B has begun the cycle of job applications; some, if accepted, will bring us closer to family; others will move us even further.  We pray that God's blessings will be upon all of these forms, and His wisdom upon those making the decisions that will change our lives.

Z and M have really been applying themselves to their lessons, making our afternoon jaunts to playgrounds, hiking trails, museums, and other "fun" things possible.  Since we don't know what the next year will bring, I'm trying to spend as much time at our favorite spots (and with our favorite people) as possible.

T is excited about learning how to spell his name (his nickname makes it easy) and how to count.  He's at a developmentally exciting stage right now, and more excited than defiant about so many things.  (Big sigh from Mama that we're moving past defiance.)

G.  Oh, G!  He's off and running.  It really only took him a couple of weeks to find his land legs, and he's incredibly quick.  His only complaint is that I don't let him walk as much as he'd like.  I just can't keep up!  My favorite bits of this month are noticing all of G's personality quirks that are making appearances.  He has a great sense of humor, despite his reluctance to smile.  He's always aware of those around him, even when he has his head buried in my shoulder or, more recently, the legs of my trousers.  He doesn't like to be in the center of attention--perhaps a blessing as the youngest of four.  I am thrilled to be closing out and nostalgic about his first year in a few weeks. 
He's not a baby anymore!

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Yarn Along

Joining here...

I finished the body of T's sweater last night.  Activity has really cut into knitting time, and I have a super secret project in the car, which is fairly close to being finished.  And Greenwitch is also in the car, and also almost finished.  Hmmm...that's a lot of almosts.

Let me add another one to the pile.  I almost like this book.  I really want to like it, and a friend does, so I'm trying to give it a chance.  I picked it up solely based on the cover--I really like Carson Ellis' work.  Z began it a few months back and stopped after the first chapter.  "The parents make the daughter do too much," she said.  I suppose she can relate.  What are you knitting?  Reading?

Monday, October 7, 2013

Month 10: Freefall

What was it about September and G's tenth month?  It felt like we were home for all of three minutes, and in that time we managed to pull everything out of our closets and strew it in all the wrong places.  My "to do" lists have been growing, and there's not been any visible progress on the items at the top.  Or so it seems.   It truly feels nice to be busy, but I'd rather be busy at home than driving, filling time between activities, and planning for meals eaten while we're gone.

I'm ready for a wee break, which has been scheduled for right about now.  It appears I know myself well enough to plan in May, when I am most excited about homeschool, for some at-home, not-doing-homeschool days in October.

B...has been away for twelve hours every weekday in the last month.  I can't complain--he comes home in the evening, and he and I have a few minutes to spend together before he falls asleep on the couch.  This is just a new schedule for us, and will take just a little getting used to.  I marvel at God's wisdom, keeping B close to home last year, when we were all in need of rest.

I...have a Christmas craft list that's longer than my arm.  I am thrilled to be working on most of these projects, and glad that I'm under the delusion they'll all be finished in time to be under the tree.

Z...is a natural at golf?  Who knew!  Golf is certainly not on my radar, and wasn't until a homeschooling friend suggested this free golf program.  Z loves it. Loves it.

M...has been cooperating with T very well this month.  They still have their moments, but the more I praise him, the kinder he is.  Hmmm....

T...moved into a big boy bed--well, a toddler bed it the only kind that fits into our space.  He doesn't seem to mind, and can be found curled up in it whenever he wants to feel cozy.

G...has an insatiable curiosity and desire to move.  He reminds me of a cat I once had.  G's curiosity can get him into trouble, and lead to all kinds of forehead bruises.  He's walking three and four steps at a time, but needs to refine his technique.  His favorite thing to do is lunge at whatever he'd like to get to, fall face down on the floor, roll over, and repeat.

Check out those blue-green eyes!  I think they're here to stay.  What do you think?

Friday, October 4, 2013

Finished Friday

I made these Quick Change Trousers oh so long ago for G, and he's gotten quite a bit of wear out of them in the past few months.  They're a bit silly.  I went to the fabric store with one idea in mind and came home with completely different fabric.  That happens to me sometimes, and I'm still trying to decide if I like the pants.

G seems to.

They're size 18 mos, so they fit perfectly in the rear, but are too, too long.  Thankfully the growth pattern for my children starts out horizontal and then shifts to vertical, so I hope he's got a little longer to wear them.

The back contrast panel is in a brown that's similar to the brown in the raindrop pattern.

Try to ignore the bruises on G's forehead.  He seems to have them permanently; his personality is leap first, then look.  He's beginning to walk, or should I say dive?  Rather than take tentative, mincing steps, he takes one step and lunges for the closest stationary object.

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Yarn Along

Linking, knitting, reading with others...

The sweater is coming along.  I reknit the yoke and realized that the mistake that I noticed the first time around was just a peculiarity of the pattern.  It's pretty obvious to me that the increases on the front don't match.  At the same time, I just couldn't face ripping out and redoing the yoke.  Again.  And T looks so hopeful every morning that his sweater is finished.

My mother commented on the choice of books this week.  We've been listening to this series in the car, and I wanted to re-read the third installment before we started it aloud.  I read all of the series as a pre-teen, and remember being slightly frightened by Greenwitch.  Since my listeners are younger and on the sensitive side, previewing books helps us to weed out books that they'll appreciate more as they get older.  Ditto for The Midwife's Apprentice.  I'm halfway through it and have already deemed it an "enjoy later" book for Z.

One last fiber-related note--the beautiful purple cloth in the background is actually a hemp/cotton wrap on loan from a babywearing guru friend.  It's incredibly comfortable, although G is having a great time trying to backflip out of it.

Friday, September 27, 2013

Finished Friday

Does it count as finished if I haven't found the exact right buttons yet?  The ones you see were sewn on right before church last Sunday, and we like them for now.  Maybe they'll stay.

pattern: Sunday Sweater
size: 10
yarn: Cascade 220 in Bluebell
raveled: here
mods: Z wanted 3/4 length sleeves, so I stopped knitting when she told me to.

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Book Poor

Have you smurfed at these comic books yet?

We absolutely smurf them, although the little blue men (and woman) are better known as Stroumfakia around here.  We smurfed this anthology at our local library, and since then we've been smurfing all of our smurfs with, well, smurf.  T's favorite is the "pehpull smurfs," and gnap has also become a favorite interjection. 

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Yarn Along

Once again, linking up...

The sweater is for T, who is checking my daily progress.

"That sweater fur me?" he asks.

I would be much further along, had I not noticed a strange mistake in the yoke increases...when I was finished with the yoke.  I'm glad of the chance to re-knit, though.  I was able to add a few short rows at the back of the neck, which will help the fit, I hope.

T's not sure how he ended up with the color brown, but when I chose the yarn he had yet to show any sort of color preference.  These days he's decidedly in the BLUE camp.  Will he wear the sweater?  I don't know.  I find these color preferences quite perplexing.  Thankfully the older two have their favorite colors (Z likes blue and M will take red, thank you very much.), but realize that getting the yellow cup at lunch won't make the milk taste yellow.

I can't even remember how I came across the book.  It's got some great recipes and clever ideas, like making oatmeal in the rice cooker, but no new suggestions for this budget-conscious mama. What I love about the recipes is that the cuisine is varied, and alongside the Shepherd's Pie there are recipes for Thai Curry and Ethiopian Sloppy Joes.  

Monday, September 23, 2013

Hobbit Stew

It's a well-known fact that Hobbits love mushrooms.  Alas! not all children do.  But children love Hobbits, and anything associated with Hobbits will, at the very least, merit more than a passing grimace.

When I first made this soup, I was trying to tempt the pickiest of my eaters into trying just one bite.  Rather than highlight the word mushroom, I renamed this soup and lamented all of the poor little Hobbits who gave their lives to make our soup tastier.

Hobbit Stew is now the most requested lenten meal in our house, mushrooms are tried in other forms, and Z mourns for the tender Hobbits every time she eats a mushroom.

Hobbit Stew: The Recipe
serves 3 hungry Hobbits and 2 Big People

(The quantities are just guesses.  I typically just throw things into the pot, so please adjust  to your taste.)

Sauté in 2 T olive oil until soft:
2 ribs celery, sliced
1 onion, diced
2 carrots, diced
1 pound sliced mushrooms (white or baby bella)
1 clove garlic, crushed

Add, and sauté one minute further:
1 1/2 tsp cornstarch

Add, and stir a minute or two further:
enough water to cover the bottom of the pot and keep the cornstarch bits from sticking

4 yellow potatoes, diced
2 quarts vegetable stock
salt and pepper to taste
(Any other vegetable of your choosing.  I added zucchini the last time I made the soup.)
pinch thyme

Boil until potatoes are tender.

Using either an immersion blender or regular blender, blend a portion of the soup, leaving some nice chunks of mushroom and potato.  I serve the soup with crusty bread and a drizzle of olive oil.


Friday, September 20, 2013

Finished Friday

The yarn for this shawl started out as a Featherweight Cardigan, but decided it wanted to grow up and be something else.

Yarn does that sometimes.

pattern: here
yarn: Misti Alpaca Lace in Sea Mist 
(can't find the label, so this is my best guess)
raveled: here

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Yarn Along

Joining Ginny today...

It's funny how the two items in this picture go together.  The sweater is an almost finished Sunday Sweater for my daughter, and the book is a newly begun read for my sons.  I love all dearly (children, sweater, book), and can't wait to finish book and sweater.

The pattern has been uncomplicated, but not boring.  Z and I are excited about how quickly the sweater has knit up; her request for 3/4 length sleeves will help the hurry-up process.  I am almost finished with the last sleeve, and then begins the process of choosing buttons.

The book is also straightforward: this is just how boys are wired.  I have already decided that the author must know my sons personally.  How else could he have described their behavior so precisely?  I had better get used to appliances dismantled and rough-and-tumble play.  At the same time, I had better take note of the ways Rao suggests that I redirect behavior.

Friday, September 13, 2013

Finished Friday

Whew! No sweater directions have ever given me more difficulty.  I couldn't tell what to do when or how, and it was such a simple sweater, too--raglan sleeves with a hood.  No frills.

What's so strange is that the instructions were fairly detailed, completely unlike some of the Elizabeth Zimmermann patterns I love and have knitted quite successfully.  It's not like I'm new to knitting, either.  I guess I'll never know what the problem was.

Despite the many hiccups along the way, it's exactly what M requested.  He picked the yarn and everything.  I love that M promptly threw it on and pulled the hood up over his head.  It was only 85 today.  Definitely sweater weather.

pattern: here
yarn: Cascade 220 in Lichen (I think)
pocket and neck Knit Picks WotA in Bittersweet Heather
needles: size 7
raveled: here

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Book Poor

T loves this story about Billy.
I've been substituting his own name just because it seems appropriate.
He is a BIG boy, after all.

Kevin Henkes is a favorite around here, and although we adore his own illustrations, the ones by Nancy Tafuri in this book are just perfect.

Friday, September 6, 2013

Finished Friday

Not for my own new baby, but as fun to knit as if they had been.

pattern: here
yarn: Dale of Norway Baby Ull
raveled here

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Month 9: Meeting Needs

There are so many needs in our house and so many are immediate--spills and accidents need cleaning, the ringing telephone needs answering, a diaper needs changing, so do a pair of pants, an entire outfit...  Sometimes it feels as though the loudest bird in the nest gets the worm, and all of the birds are shouting at the same time.  That's the challenge of motherhood sometimes, isn't it?  There's a continual triage of events, a hope to meet everyone's needs, including our own.  And we can guess whose needs are the first to be overlooked, can't we?  

It's a blessing, though, this season of our life.  We're all growing, letting go of the unimportant.

B... is adjusting to his new and very early schedule.  In order to reach his job on time he has to be out of the door by 7 am.  In order to be out of the door by 7, he has to begin his day at 5.  

I...am learning as much as I am teaching.  

Z...is just about the best big sister there is.  She's got a gift, I tell you, for caring for her little brothers.

M...is making paper airplanes, hundreds of 'em.  And they're all different.

T...is making our lives that much more jolly.  Lately he has been using nonsense words for everything.  "Gime" (pronounced with a hard "g" and rhyming with "time") is his very favorite.

G...is in the process of learning to fall asleep on his own.  We came to this moment because I had been carrying him all day--even during naps--throughout the summer, and sleeping with him all night.  I was exhausted, and needed a change.  G likes learning this just about as much as I enjoy teaching it: not at all.  We've made an agreement, though.  He'll sleep in his own bed as long as I rub his back until he's asleep.  I think we can both live with that, and I know that we'll all be much happier when I'm better rested.

p.s.  Here are those teeth.  Watch out!  They're very sharp.

Monday, August 5, 2013

Month 8: TEETH, and lots of them all at once

This month we traveled to visit family and recharge our batteries in cool Northern Michigan.  Everyone enjoys our yearly pilgrimage to the shore, and the grandparents are always the biggest hit.  There was plenty of time to knit, play, ride bicycles, craft, and knit. 

The highlight of the trip (for the adults anyway) was a two day visit to a monastery in central Michigan where my sister is currently living and thriving, I might add.  The kids and I had never stayed at a monastery for any length of time, so this was a new experience.   It made me uncomfortable in all the right and healthy ways, and caring for a teething G allowed me some personal meditation time.   Here I truly felt at rest, and it was here that I was able to gird myself spiritually for the time being.   B and the kids made great use of the children's garden, and we all hope to visit again soon.

B...just putting the finishing touches on his dissertation!  Woohoo!

I...am contemplating what it means to be a good friend, finishing up some knitting projects, and organizing my year.  We'll start school again on Monday, and I really need to motivate myself.

Z...loved vacation, and had a chance to debut in her first skit in English.  

M...got to use power tools with Opie.  'Nuf said.

T...continues to charm all who meet him.  He is getting so good at balancing on his little bike!  

G...cut two teeth while we were at the monastery, right before his 8th mensiversary.  He's got two more on the way, which has led to a sleeping strike. Sure, he'll nap, but only if I'm wearing him.  We're all a little cranky right now, but I'm hoping that once these teeth are through he'll start sleeping again.  (Hear me, G?  You're going to start sleeping again.)

Friday, July 19, 2013

Follow All Road Signs

The past week has been a detour from our summer busy-ness.  All of the kids caught a nasty virus, which brought our plans to a standstill.  Instead of golf camp, we had bedrest; instead of schoolwork, we took naps; and instead of swim practice and meets, we had doctors' appointments.  Thankfully we're on the road to recovery.  The littles are sleeping better, although now B and I have scratchy throats and achy joints.

M reading to a sick T

There are many reasons to be grateful for this unpleasant phase of our summer.  It was a "forced quit" from which we had to reboot.  We have been quietly re-establishing our family rhythm, making time for reading aloud and games.  Despite all of the events we didn't get to attend, hopefully we'll be feeling spiffy when we go on vacation soon.  And really, that's more important to all of us.

 Homeschooling is a learning experience, and I'm learning that our family needs a bit of respite from school in the summer.  We need a chance to miss school and look forward to beginning it again in late August.  My year round school experiment this summer was well intentioned, but we won't be doing it again next summer.

And that's ok.

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

What I've been thinking about lately...

...screen time and rules.  It's been too easy to fall back into the post-Lent pattern of too much and low quality.  For myself, anyway.

...homeschool attitude.  What values will we instill in our little church?  What are the goals of our family?  How can I raise happy, healthy, faithful adults?

...how to keep these boys of mine innocent.  Oh, the thrills, joy, and worry of raising children in the digital age.

...Greece and remembering.  Was it really just a year ago that we returned?  When can we go back?

Friday, July 5, 2013

Month 7: Catch Me if You Can

This month, although as filled with tasks as ever, passed surprisingly slowly.  No complaints here.   The most exciting event was welcoming good friends back into our area, and making up for four years of lost playtime.  God has some great timing--had B gotten a job we would not have the overlap with our friends.  What a blessing in disguise!

I...am planning and doing.  Maybe a list would help me keep track of things?

B...plugging away at the dissertation an planning the course he'll be teaching in the fall.

Z...'s focus for swimming is social, not sporty.  My shy daughter seems to hover on the edge of the group, which is occasionally painful for me to watch.  Every mother wants her child to find a place in the crowd, not to feel ostracized.  I understand her hesitation; I'm the same way. Swimming's too loud and chaotic to have a meaningful conversation, and how can one make a friend without that?  

M...keeps dropping time at his races.  He's not the leader of the pack, which makes me all the more proud of his competition with himself.  M has no trouble making friends, or at least putting himself out there.  Is he related in any way to his sister?

T...continues to amuse and delight us with his T-isms.  He must have heard me say, "I'm feeding G" one too many times, because "feedings" is his term for bosom.  "Mom, get out your feedings for G!" he shouts, when G begins to fuss.

G...This boy.  He's in such a rush to keep up with the big kids he's forgotten that I'd like to keep him a baby.  Halfway through the month he began to crawl(!) and pull up(!) onto anything and everything he could.  His army scoot is a little faster still, so we're seeing quite a mix of ways to get around.  G's typically undaunted by a fall, unless he's helped by his siblings.    

I marvel, as I look at them, how each of these four children of ours is so unique.  Same mom, same dad, same family, but so very, very different.  How will they grow and relate to each other? What will the next few years bring?

Monday, July 1, 2013

Sweet Summer

My favorite time of year is winter; I delight in cold sweater weather.  I suppose if summer where we live were chilly and breezy, I might like it more, too.  As it is, the humidity suffocates us from mid-May until well into September.

This year, I'm finding joy in summer, despite my dislike of the weather.

The kids are participating in the neighborhood summer swim league.  I have dropped several points in the parent polls, though.  Who knew that the meets had themes and everyone dressed in costumes?  We do, now.  Thankfully we caught on in time for the Spy theme.  G and T hang with me while Z and M swim at practice.  We swing and sing (and sweat).

It's hard to believe that we were here only a year, and not several lifetimes, ago.  People ask if we miss Greece and if the children ask about it.  We miss many things about living in Athens, but we're happy to be home.

People ask if we're schooling through them summer, too.  We are, but our emphasis are the electives like PE and art.  I'm excited about our subjects this year; Earth Science, American History, and United States Geography are on the docket.  We school, swim, school, play, and swim.

B is cranking out his research and writing.  Sleep is on our to-do lists, and I suppose we'll cross it off at some point.  But there's so much goodness to soak in right now, it's not a priority.

This busy, no-hands-free, scramble-out-the-door season will pass all too quickly.  
We can't blink, or we'll miss it.

Friday, June 21, 2013

Happy Birthday to Me! (A Finished Friday Post)

Some lovely, generous relatives gave me money for my birthday this year, and I used some of it to make this backpack for T from Little Things to Sew.   I feel a little guilt because the fabric was a bit of a splurge, but also because there are an infinite number of More Practical items for which I could have used the money.  Aren't there always, though?

I chose the lion fabric after much internal struggle.  I love the dragons, but in addition to the fabric being out of stock, T likes real animals better.  Well, the idea of real animals.  He's afraid of most of the animals we encounter on a daily basis.

In a way this backpack was more for me, too.  T could probably care less about the fabric, or about the time and effort used to construct the backpack.  I just wanted to have a little project to do; sewing is extremely cathartic, much more so than knitting.  

My only modification to the pattern was to add heavyweight fusible interfacing to the outer fabric and straps. I knew that the weight of the quilting cotton would be too flimsy to hold its shape, and the interfacing would give it some shape.

The inside of the bag is completely lined.  I love the surprise lions and tigers that greet me when I unzip it.

There's enough fabric for me to make a matching cassetina.  It won't be ready in time for T's birthday, but hopefully it will be before Greek School starts back up in the fall.  

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Book Poor

My father spotted this biography about James Audubon for M, and sent it in a package for Pascha.  
The descriptions remind me so much of M.
Perhaps we have another naturalist on our hands?

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Month 6: Action!

Dear G,

I can't believe that almost a year ago your Baba and I were breaking the news of your impending arrival to your sister and brothers.  You've grown so much since then, sweet boy!

These days you are on the move.  You are happy to play with whatever you're given, but two minutes later you're discovering what lies on the other side of the room.  I love how you nonchalantly flip from belly to back and back to belly.  You enjoy rolling more than the rest of your siblings, and you've gotten quite skilled at it.  Here you are in the space of ten seconds, eagerly investigating what was at the edge of the blanket.

This month you got your first tooth, and I can feel another close behind.  Your hair is getting a little thicker, too.  You're almost able to sit by yourself, but you're likely to get distracted by whatever catches your eye and fall forward in an attempt to grab it.

Where will you fit in this loud, raucous bunch of brothers (and sister)?  Right now we can't tell.  You like to watch the action from the safety of Mama's arms, but you sure do love M and Z.  I know that T can be a bit rough sometimes.  He's still learning, so you'll have to be patient with him.

You celebrate your half-birthday in a popular month--Z, T and I all have birthdays in June.  Maybe when you get a little older we can throw a little celebration for you into the mix so you don't get lonely in December.

Here's a little flashback so you can see how far you've come.

We love you, Baby G!

December 5, 2012

January 5, 2013

February 5, 2013

March 5, 2013

April 5, 2013

May 5, 2013

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

The Naturalist

These days there's little spare time for luxuriously reading all of the sewing, knitting, and faith-based blogs that I read while we lived in Greece.  I've whittled down my list to two daily must-reads.  One is Soulemama, and the other is Small Things.  These blogs have quite a bit in common--homeschooling, big families, and great photography, to name a few.  Ginny Foreman just posted a giveaway that inspired me to write a little here about M's museum, which occupies a shelf in the bedroom he shares with Z.  I know that he'd love to go fossil hunting, so I am going to try to schedule a trip to one of the areas near our home that should, in theory, have good fossil hunting.

M collects things everywhere we go, whether it's a jaunt to the grocery store (B has found gobs of twist ties from the produce section and random bits of metal from the parking lot in his pockets.) or one of our nature hikes (Worms, snails, slugs, oh my!), M finds something that he'd like to bring home with us.

Our trip to the farm over Memorial Day was quite rich in finds, and he's got quite the little museum.  Here, in no particular order, are some of the items on display.

goat skull

tortoise shell

wasp nests

assorted shells and fossilized shark teeth

insect remains

the findings in two owl pellets

tail feathers from an American Kestrel and Red-tailed Hawk

a vulture clavicle

If you're in town, we'd love for you to stop by M's Museum.  Admission is free...