her fog and shadows.

Summer Solstice

One of my strongest and most recent joys was this night of celebration and sharing and love. There are few things better than rejoicing in the wonder of summer while dancing, twirling, and giggling the length of a dock, lighted by little candles or flashlights when the wind would not hold the flames still.

Pupwood

One time, pup lived with us for a week...


...at the end of which we drove all the way across the state and saw tiny leafs and reflections.


And watched clouds trying to be evergreens and napped and discussed the universe.



And skipped through the woods to the lake.


And hugged.

Beth Baking

And also the ingredients.

Up on the roof.

10 little joys

(to compensate for being such a prodigal blogger)

1. playing tourist in my own town

2. this visitor in my town

3. nannying these little blond haired babes/babies


4. biking through central park with nick and jessica

5. provo summer with its sparklers and bike rides and bedtime stories



6. this niece of mine

7. speed scrabble

8. cottage gardens

9. flds

10. this new born nephew of mine

Katie liked this sad lion.

We came across it one evening while walking in Cambridge. Dear lion, please don't be blue.

Nib-nobs

They are small and pretty and somehow find their way to me from all corners of the earth.

This hand belongs to my favorite violin master. We can't even imagine what these fingers know.


p.s. Wait a minute. Now that I look at it, I am pretty sure that red button in the front belongs to one of my favorite skirts, the one that is missing a small red button. What the...