Just a little gift from heaven.
Monday, July 21, 2014
The kids had been destroying all of our albums, so 18 months ago I started putting them all into new albums, hopefully more sturdy, and all the same size.
I moved 5,400 pictures.
Now we have 18 albums for the last 9 years. Not counting the baby books or 8x10 albums.
Digital cameras are crazy.
With this big project done, and (fingers crossed) no more graduate classes, it seems like I'll have oodles and oodles of time. How long do you suppose that will last? ;)
Friday, July 18, 2014
We got these done! This is one of my favorite summer projects, though it also makes me a little crazy.
Anna's rendition of Anna, Daddy, and Abby going down the slides at the Big Pool.
If Katie told me what this was, I can't remember.
I let Jimmy use a brush this year and he was much happier.
All three on the wall!
This year I was inspired by this post to think a little bit more about what colors I gave the little kids, so that it doesn't just turn into a brown mess.
Some day I want to do something like this, but I'm not quite there yet.
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
At the end of the school year one of our teachers had a Jamberry Nails party and Anna and Abby and I picked out "Punchy Puff" to try.
They're vinyl nail stickers- pretty easy to put on, and they lasted on my toes almost a month before I messed with them too much and peeled them off.
Before Fashion Revue I finally put them on Anna's fingers and toes. It took about 30 minutes to do both, but no drying time!
Then Katie wanted in on the fun.
Her toes are still going strong, but her fingers lasted less than a day. She peeled them off.
So far, from one sheet of stickers ($20 with shipping, I think), I've done my toes twice, and Anna and Katie both fingers and toes. I think we have enough left for at least one more set of nails.
Here's the link to my friend Jillian's Jamberry page if you're interested. It was a fun summer thing to try!
Thursday, July 10, 2014
To My Dear and Loving Husband
by Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persever,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
Happy 15th anniversary to my favorite.
(TBT) 10th Anniversary Video.
Wednesday, July 09, 2014
Something for Hope
Something for Hope
At the present rate it must come to pass
And that right soon, that the meadowsweet
And steeple bush, not good to eat,
Will have crowded out the edible grass.
Then all there is to do is wait
For maple, birch, and spruce to push
Through meadowsweet and steeple bush
And crowd them out at a similar rate.
No plow among these rocks would pay.
So busy yourself with other things
While the trees put on their wooden rings
And with long-sleeved branches hold their sway.
Then cut down the trees when limber grown,
And there’s your pristine earth all freed
From lovely blooming but wasteful weed
And ready again for the grass to own.
A cycle we’ll say of a hundred years.
Thus foresight does it and laissez-faire,
A virtue in which we all may share
Unless a government interferes.
Patience and looking away ahead,
And leaving some things to take their course.
Hope may not nourish a cow or horse,
But spes alii agricolam ‘tis said.
That Latin at the end--spes alii agricolam = Hope sustains the farmer.