When the tide goes out in the Hokianga, it goes way out. It leaves huge stretches of tidal mud that will beach a boat and suck your shoes off your feet.
I’ve spent the last several days deep in reading projects, thinking about what is best for K’s school situation, feeling like it’s been one long low tide.
Having made a decision to change her situation to homeschooling, I’m feeling hopeful this morning. Early today she went to kickboxing class. Later we’ll do math, French, and analyze some New Zealand poetry. We’re going to make this work.