We found a broken football ball under our tree.
It had a large gaping hole and the outer layer was almost entirely gone.
We decided to play with it anyway!
Things you can do with a broken football ball:
- Play football with it anyway
- Stuff it with pinecones and make a chair for a squirrel or chipmunk
One of the highlights of Summer 2020 so far has been finding Jim.
We were walking around the yard and Amalia spotted this thing that looked like an egg! After a quick Google reverse-image search, we figured out it was a moth pupae.
We named it Jim, and put it somewhere safe to check on every day.
We checked. every. day.
There were times we thought Jim was dead, other times we could see him wiggle, but surely it can’t take this long to pupate?
What is really interesting is that the caterpillar does not actually grow into a moth per say; it goes through a process called histolysis. There is a special group of transformative cells which remain, dormant, inactive, and unseen during the pupal stage of a caterpillar’s life. These cells break the caterpillar down until it is nothing more than a pile of cells, more or less an accumulation of goop. Now it is ready to reform itself into a moth.From pestwiki.com (#)
After what seemed like an eternity (almost a month), Jim hatched and was free. We were very happy for him and hope he comes back to visit one day.
I am always finding excuses to start silly family traditions. I think this year for Leap Day™ I am going to butter my toast on the bottom toast side, drink coffee from a vase, and maybe wear a hat.
Being a dad is a weird thing.
One day you’re just another guy at the grocery line – the next day you are someone’s father… forever. Continue reading “Year 1 – dad field guide”
I often think about the difference between something that’s good and something that’s excellent.
Whitespace is one of those things that can take something from being just ok to being amazing.
What do I mean by Whitespace?
I mean silence, emptiness, void, quiet… you get the picture.
For example, sometimes you listen to a song, and it blows you away. Not by the amazing notes or riffs or carefully crafted harmonies, but by the pauses and the carefully missed notes. Those missed notes are just as important as the ones played, sometimes even more.
Think about a song you love, and now listen to it again – this time listen for things like dynamics (songs getting louder, quieter), silence, and restraint. You’ll probably notice that the silence or quietness makes the song that much better. If your music doesn’t have silence, try listening to some Blues.
Whitespace is everywhere.
Designers often talk about a design having great whitespace. Purposefully designed emptiness to make something look excellent. Cluttered design looks… bad.
Life need whitespace.
Research has shown over and over again we have our best ideas in the shower, when we’re walking, driving, when we are in silence. I think the reason for this is that void creates space for new things. If our minds are constantly filled, there’s no room for anything else.
If you pack your backpack so tight with things, there’s no room for what you might find on the way.
Some of the best memories I have with friends and loved ones happen when nothing was planned, and we were doing nothing – silence makes space for great shared memories.
I got my first cellphone when I was 24 and I remember leaving it at home and treating it like a home phone. Why? Because I didn’t want to be bothered while I was out with friends or doing other things. Now I carry my smartphone everywhere I go, and I sometimes wonder if for all the great things it can do, it actually might do more harm in the long run.
I live in a world that’s begging for my attention – watch this, read that, do this, eat here, play, stream, run, track your steps, get more points, but rarely does it ask me to just sit, enjoy, relax, or unwind.
I think there’s great strength and beauty in learning to cultivate whitespace in our lives.
Every couple of years I get the itching to learn a new instrument. I started when I was 16 and my friend Kelly taught me how to play the G chord on his guitar. I would have to go to his house to keep practicing because I didn’t have a guitar at home. When I finally got a guitar of my own, a beautiful Yamaha C-40 (wow, they still make these!), I barely let go of it. I remember visiting freshtabs.com almost daily to learn songs (I wonder what happened to that site?). Continue reading “Learning the harmonica”