Wordless Wednesday, community garden clean-up edition

The soil is dreadful, and the area's infested with quack-grass, but it has some sun.

The same plot, a couple of hours later. That’s work.

Cleaning up the strawberry bed at the "Little House"

Happy chicken works on the compost.

wrote a poem

a leap of well-considered faith

At 14, long legs change hop-rocking.

The castles and continents of rock

give way to your seven league boots

and the horizon beckons.

Never to have measured yourself

against the mountains of your childhood,

never to have stretched across

the shoals of original magic

is to have missed

Pan’s path

for the worse.

College Visit 1, Bryn Mawr

So, here we go.

First college visit was to Bryn Mawr, a small liberal arts college on the Main Line outside Philadelphia. Bryn Mawr is a woman’s college, one of the original Seven Sisters, and the closest one to us. It remains a Women’s college, is noted for its academic rigor and supportive alumnae network, and, importantly for us, had tours and info sessions available on Friday, Tegan’s only day without college classes.

Steve took the day off from work to manage the homeschooling while Tegan and I had our field-trip. 🙂

I got SLIGHTLY lost, which meant we weren’t the requested 10 minutes early, but the tour, with our guide Leah, departed on time. There were 2 Juniors with Mom, one probably Junior with Mom, and one transfer student with buddy on our tour.

Leah, somewhat unseasonably dressed, was preparing for a research presentation later in the day. She set the tone for students we met at Bryn Mawr. They all seemed extremely capable, centered, and a bit type A. It was a very through tour, with explanations of the system whereby they share academic resources with other area colleges, a look at classrooms, dormitory rooms (lovely), science labs, the career counseling center (which happened to have a display up of individual research projects, very impressive), the fitness center, and theme dorms and traditional buildings. We learned a lot about Bryn Mawr’s heritage and traditions, as well as their current opportunities.

On our way to the dorm

Too cute, I thought. 🙂

In the great hall. We snuck back, later.

We followed our tour by a small group talk by Peaches, from Admissions, ably assisted by Liriana, a chemistry major with an interest in dance. It also was very informative, I recommend it.

When this had concluded, we were still a little early for our “Lunch With a Current Student,” but they sent two students who worked in admissions to lunch early. By this time we were down to the two Juniors with Mom. Awkwardly enough, they did NOT have a plan to feed moms. This would have been a crisis for me under usual circumstances, but I happened to have a little cash left over from the Florida trip, so was able to unpocket $10.25 and be fed.

I’m a terrible food snob, but it was excellent, even by my exacting standards – including plenty of vegetarian and vegan food.

However, the great aspect of the lunch was the presence of our new student hostesses, Liz and Mia. These personable young women answered snoopy questions, discussed their research, and laughed over their memories with great aplomb. They added to our rapidly expanding list of impressive representatives of Bryn Mawr.

I took no pictures of peoples’ personal space or students, other than our tour group. It was a lovely day.

Seeing the cloister area.

Home again, home again, jiggety-jig. First of….?

College-visiting gal gets home. 🙂

Are you all ready for a new ride?

My friends currently enjoying first steps and potty training may not believe it, but somewhere along (relatively speaking) next Tuesday you’ll be going on college visits.

With my eldest son, we did 17 visits. 😀

He didn’t go to any of those places… and it wasn’t because they were badly selected. After (and partly because of) the process (and getting offered money in serious ways, she adds proudly) he decided to pursue his dreams as a ballet dancer.

Cautious Mama enrolled him in community college while training, he got 60 solid gold credits (almost 4.00), danced with a contract. Then the company ran out of money, as they so often do, and now he’s dancing locally, while enrolled at the University of Delaware.

GO BLUE HENS!

I still remember those visits fondly… as a wonderful time to spend with my son, as interesting (and sometimes hilarious) road trips, and as a great way to learn things that have been valuable in our homeschooling. I highly recommend the process.

So, here we go again, with #2. Are you ready?