being the rainbow around the dragon house… rotating flowers through the rainbow jars and dying/hiding/finding rainbow eggs in stolen weekday moments before my son left for his dad’s on good friday.
this is bart, being the rainbow kitty healer. he has a special sense to know which body part upon which . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ a crack in everything
i had wanted to say more during women’s history month, but here we are slingshot into the month of april, and 2 of my 3 big events of the year have come and gone. quinn is 10! i am 39! and our wedding is a few short months away, for which we are giddy with . . . → Read More: 39 ~ letters in the sand
i spent part of spring break on wedding projects, including dying and cutting the fabric for prayer flags i am asking my guests to help decorate.
checking items off the to-do list feels pretty good!
i also gave my rainbow jar/flower plan a test run, even though i didn’t have any orange . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ a happy return of the day!
it’s been a good couple of months to be review listening to harry potter audio books, with so many themes having heightened relevance to our current events. it was quinn’s idea to listen to them again, when we finished with the heroes of olympus. while we were waiting for the order of the . . . → Read More: ~two months in the life of a lifelong learner~ peaceful protests and a lot of alliteration
rainbow in the morning… the symbiosis between the warming up of my car and the redwood trees, carbon dioxide traded for oxygen, plus a bonus rainbow from the sun.
rainbow selfie in a bubble (i wanted to try the cool bubbles-on-snow trick, but our snow was already too melted and wet for crystallizing . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ poke party
for grammy and me, and anyone else who would like to go back and revisit previous birthdays…
last year i was startled to realize that quinn was halfway to 18, and now suddenly he’s halfway to 20. for some reason, time . . . → Read More: ten ~ an order of magnitude
it’s starting to sink in for me that camp boss is still refusing to write her own blog. i think i’ve heard her tell me enough times now that she wants me to include parts of her story here in my story, and since our stories do overlap quite a lot, i’m finally convinced this . . . → Read More: the family of camp boss ~ january birthdays
my word for 2017 seems to be ephemeral. it’s a little bit different, as words-of-the-year go, but it keeps popping up in my mind, and going away again, only to pop up again later. most of my thoughts are… ephemeral like that. they ebb and flow. i have a running joke about my memory with . . . → Read More: ephemeral ~ word for 2017
red: maple waiting on the sidelines to get transplanted.
red: handsome fiance, pressing apple cider like a boss.
orange: we’ll take the little bit of fall color that we get here on the oregon coast.
yellow: vine maples down by the bayou.
green: some more lovely fall specimens
. . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ birthday butterflies and broken boards
it’s a birthday week rainbow!
black: quinn outgrew rich’s son’s karate uniform, and now b pancake fits in it… almost! bringing her to karate was probably the highlight of quinn’s time with the pancakes…
pink: approaching cautiously, we are able to observe the elusive birthday man species in his natural setting (pink-flowered . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ pink trees and pancakes