Author: Ruth Ayres
Unhurried. Finding the magic in the middle of living. Capturing a life of ridiculous grace + raw stories.
Wedding Bells are Ringing.
I woke up this morning and thought of Stacey. Here's the poem that's been rattling around in my brain. My grandma gave it to me when I got married, unfortunately I don't know the author. Marriage is made of little things The happiness that sharing brings, A tender smile, a small surprise, A special look in… Continue reading Wedding Bells are Ringing.
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Poetry Friday: T’was the Night Before Christmas
This is one of my favorites. I've been reading it daily for the past weeks. Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there. The children were… Continue reading Poetry Friday: T’was the Night Before Christmas
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a little unit planning
Tomorrow is our last day before a two week break. Upon returning, I'll be working in 3 classrooms, all focusing on nonfiction writing (2 on research & 1 on persuasion). I love this shift in focus in many writing workshops that happens after break. What's on my mind, though, is vertical alignment. I've now worked at… Continue reading a little unit planning
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ruth’s wn entry: one little word.
Last year I took up an Ali E. challenge (a theme in my life, eh?) and participated in ONE LITTLE WORD. The idea was to come up with a defining word for the year. My word for '07? Genuine. If you are a regular reader, you know I've reflected from time to time on my… Continue reading ruth’s wn entry: one little word.
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where’s the two?
I feel like I've been missing in action this week. Interesting, that I feel the need to explain myself to the blog world. Here it goes: Where I've Been I've been fighting the throngs of people in retail stores I've been wrapped in my art, creating gifts for those I love I've been trapped in… Continue reading where’s the two?
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ruth’s wn entry: my writing.
My writing is evolving. I'm beginning to reach the art of just letting it be -- meaning allowing the words to take me and in the process evolve into new ideas. I used to sit down knowing exactly what I want to say and then saying it in a way that was logical, practical, and efficient.… Continue reading ruth’s wn entry: my writing.
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ruth’s wn entry: daily something #6
So this is from yesterday, but by the time my parents left & CSI came on, I didn't have time to upload the photos + play with Photoshop. Here you have it, a special daily something. The plan is to print these out as 5x7 prints & then stick them back to back as a… Continue reading ruth’s wn entry: daily something #6
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Ruth’s WN Entry: Daily Something #5.
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WNW: Daily Something Charge.
I've committed to writing a daily something for the month of December. This idea came from Ali Edwards -- you can read more on her blog, {A}. Click here to read more about my response to daily something & consider joining me in this endeavor. For Wednesday, share a daily something from the day… Continue reading WNW: Daily Something Charge.
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happy saturday.
Over on Ali's blog, {A}, she's been talking about traditions this week. I was inspired to create a list of traditions that follow me into this season. I was wondering about you . . . what are your traditions? Holiday traditions, daily traditions, wedding traditions . . . any kind you feel compelled to share. … Continue reading happy saturday.
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WNW: Noticing Our Surroundings OR Other “Stuff”
Welcome to Writer's Notebook Wednesday! Today you can share your response to Stacey's charge, or you can share something else. It doesn't really matter what you share . . . the important thing is that you do, indeed, share. Looking forward to reading your words. Ruth's entry here. Stacey's entry here. Your entry . .… Continue reading WNW: Noticing Our Surroundings OR Other “Stuff”
