I am walking along a knife blade of decision making.
The big "what school" question, which is an extension of "what do I believe in" and "how to form a community". Which leads to "what is human nature", and then the real earth "how do I earn some money" to pay the bills of "that life".
And then someone shouts "mum, come and wipe my bottom". But with such joy.
Last weekend I visited this incredible School. A real "open day", that opened my mind to other possibilities. A parallel life. This weekend blowing eggs and asking questions.
More great "al fresco" cooking.
And more examining shit (via Camilla Engman)
5 comments:
Ofcourse says I, ofcoure you should try getting Ruben in there!!!!
(We were fortunate getting Noak into his kindergarden - it wasn´t his turn in the line... but noone but we were able to jump in there and start in the middle of a semester)
mhhh, after having my twins through "normal" school (well, nearly)and not knowing the British school-system at all, I can only say: I would never give mine to normal school again...if I could afford it.....
Over here, the costs for Waldorf-schools depend on the income, so did you already ask?
I cross my fingers for lovely Ruben and you to find the best decision.
Thanks for the cooking!!
äähhhmmm: I loved "risotto negro"!
Great photos. And that school looks amazing.
Oh my... my son will go to school in September... not many choices here, i am afraid:(
You don't know how many times I've wanted to photograph red cabbage like that. It's exquisite.
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