surplus photos of quinn thoroughly enjoying his vacation to grammy and grampy’s house!
other posts you may enjoy:simple poemsa month of unschoolwonderfully mysteriousmore love and more . . . → Read More: quinn <3 NY
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i have a passel of posts planned for the next week or so, to share about our trip to central new york to visit my family. i took many, many photos with my new camera, and mine were not the only fingers clicking that shutter. the week flew by so quickly that a little reliving . . . → Read More: family ~ wait, i’m a cousin?! 
pretending at the park, quinn, who was a fish at the time, climbed out of his fish tank because i said it was time to go, and asked me to wait up. he wanted to hold my hand, and as he grabbed it, he said, “now let’s pretend we are married.” i played along, . . . → Read More: the bee’s knees 
i remember saying a few years ago, back when i had a 40 hour lab job and was trying to figure out how to extract myself from an oppressive “daycare” situation, that “i want to wake up on monday morning and be mama.” i don’t even remember who i said it to- maybe my journal, . . . → Read More: wake up monday morning and be mama 
i love our home. i love the laundry running on the super-dry cycle by the woodstove. i love the christmas lights twinkling all around the rooms. i love the enormous trees surrounding our home like they are the world’s tallest sentries standing guard. i love the moss on the roof. i love the long . . . → Read More: where fedex fears to tread 
the three of us went on a firewood gathering expedition together one day this week. i carried the wood from where rich sawed it over to the tailgate and quinn stood in the truck bed and stacked every piece of wood you see here. what a fantastic . . . → Read More: ~this moment~ family firewood fun 
my word for 2012 is whole. the nice thing about wholeness is that it doesn’t end when this year fades into the next; if anything it just gets better with age. i didn’t actually write much specifically about my word for the year, but on the other hand, i was writing about it every time . . . → Read More: 2012; whole lotta love 
friday found me sandwiched squarely in the center of a kitchen full of women, two of whom are older than me (the three of us singing along in four part harmony to arlo, doing our part to end war) and two of whom are younger than me (an attentive young mother who parents by instinct . . . → Read More: ornithology of gratitude 
my mom has a lot of family photos hanging on the stairs in the house where i grew up. we painted that hallway sometime when i was old enough to use a hot glue gun to make these funny puffy fabric-wrapped frames for some of the photos. mom had wanted to have more photos hanging . . . → Read More: memorables 
tuesday morning after rich left for work i made tea and read the rolling stone article about bob dylan, and waited for the stroke of 8 so i could call the unemployment office without the 75 minute hold time. the way my adrenalin was pumping was like waiting for concert tickets to go on sale. . . . → Read More: attitude adjustment |
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