Sunday, March 15, 2015

Kids' Corner: The Holly cat, by Nora

Neow? Birdie?                                                                                                                                       

Give me dinner!


Peace. I am calm.

Friday, February 20, 2015

Kids Corner: By Lucy, Our Resident Maker

Hi! Lucy here! What you're seeing now is some paper outfits I made from a kit made by KLUTZ. This was my first dress.
It was so much fun to look at all the different patterns, trace them, cut them out, and glue them together!
This one is my favorite! I was surprised how good it turned out!
Here's a photo of every single one I made!
    I like that pattern on the dress. I also like the orchids in the background.
This is the purse/clutch I made. Flowers are so fun to make!
This quilt took me months to make, but it was worth it! I gave it to Sage for Christmas!
I added her name at the top. I'm so proud of myself for making it!
For my tenth birthday I got yet another KLUTZ kit! Puff ball animals. Make the puff balls yourself! This is Cecilia the skunk! As you can see, Holly, my cat, got to her.
Holly got to Spice too, but you can't really tell.
I also like to cross stitch! This was my first one.
This is my second. I'm working on a third, but it's ten times bigger then these two. I'm not kidding!
This is a doll I made for Nora when I was little. She named it "Dolly."
I got a pokemon X game. I chose fennikin as my starter. I drew fennikin and all its evolutions.
This is a picture of a pony fan fiction called Nightmare Rarity. It took a long time to paint!
This was from last Christmas. I make some every year.
This picture is called sea swirls. But now I think you've had enough of my awesomeness. See you next time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, October 6, 2014

Honeyversary -- Ten Days, Eleven Pictures

Recreating one of our wedding pictures from nearly 16 years ago. Until now, we hadn't been back to that same temple.

One short, sweet day of catching up with loved ones.

S. and his sister, making marathon memories together.

Looking out over Canyonlands National Park.

At 'Park Avenue' in Arches.

Our unusual digs in Moab.

The most amazing place we've ever stayed. This one-bedroom, one-bath house supplied its own water, electricity, and passive heating and cooling, and was gorgeous and comfy to boot. Serious off-grid luxury.

Contemplating the 400-year-old San Miguel Chapel.

Yes, we did! This one's been on S.'s bucket list forever, and it was even more wonderful than we had hoped.

On top of the world at almost 11,000 feet in the Sandias.

Finally, the Balloon Fiesta, packed with hundreds of hot-air balloons going up all around us.
We're glad to be reunited back home -- now we just have to make a new bucket list! 
And save up money for 16 more years...

A BIG shout-out to the families who made it possible by taking our four kids, during the school year, for over 10 days. 

Monday, June 16, 2014

Father's Day in the Outdoors

We are very much a family of explorers; too often, though, mental exploring wins out (fantasy books, graphic novels, and piles of scrap-paper sketches sprawl everywhere) and S. tries but fails to get us all out for a Sunday walk. So for Father's Day, we made sure to visit one of our favorite parks, without any cajoling necessary.

It never fails once we all set aside our other activities and actually get outside that we're thrilled to kick off our shoes under the open sky. We've raised a family of little nature observers, and this trip we were particularly enjoying a whole colony of crawdads camouflaged in the bottom of the pond.

We also delighted in the sight of a dog happily paddling around in the deepest pool. There actually was a trio of pooches there, and they seemed very friendly (though also very wet and dirty from their swim). On our return walk towards our car they were lounging on the grass and wanted to be petted, so we tried to ask the couple on the picnic blanket that had been nearby the whole time if our kids could say hello to their dogs.

They didn't really answer, though after we persisted (our girls were already petting away, but it was the principle of the thing), they made some noncommittal response. But just a minute or so later, they packed up their stuff and started walking out of the park -- no backward glance at the dogs, who didn't follow them. In fact, we finally realized, they were NOT the dogs' owners, which explained a bunch in terms of our interaction... 

After a happy interlude getting slapped by very big, wet tails, we reluctantly went our way home as well, wondering about the dogs. There was hardly anyone at the park that day, certainly no one near the animals, and we worried a little. But they were clearly well-socialized and well-fed dogs, so we knew they couldn't be strays, and tried to have faith that the little mystery would resolve itself in the end.

Thank goodness, we didn't have to worry long; as we were in the parking lot, another nice couple pulled up and asked if we had seen some dogs. There is only one private house right near the park, and they belonged there (that had, in fact, been one of our hopeful theories); I guess they snuck out for an afternoon swim.

Certainly, an enjoyable Father's Day for all!

Sunday, May 4, 2014

The Long Winter

"It can't beat us!" Pa said.
"Can't it, Pa?" Laura asked stupidly.
"No," said Pa. "It's got to quit sometime and we don't.  It can't lick us.  We won't give up."
Then Laura felt a warmth inside her.  It was very small but it was strong.  It was steady, like a tiny light in the dark, and it burned very low but no winds could make it flicker because it would not give up.
-- From the wonderful book, The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder

It's only a small exaggeration to say that I hate winter.  Even in the best of years, winter is an expected yet unwelcome visitor that lingers and lingers and lingers till we won't even look each other in the eye--there's a mutually understood hostility.  I don't remember how strong these feelings were in my youth, but now I can hardly wait for the sun to come back and make everything all better.  I'm sure there are places in the world where winter looks natural, perhaps even an improvement, but not here.  This year, with its double-digit snow days and unrelenting cold, was harder to bear than most.

Now that the light is back and the warmth is back and May colors are everywhere, I can hardly remember the winter at all.  The world is transformed, and for the next six months leaves and blossoms and laughter will cover winter's chilly bones.  Still, judging by the pictures, even the barest bones of winter were enough to support a warm house, a good new job, and a loving family.  If winter sets the baseline, it's not a bad place for the year to begin.

Snow caves on the front lawn.

A New Year's visit from Uncle Alex and Aunt Amy

Lucy accidentally made a burr-puppet.

I finally succumb.

Nora gets toothier and toothier.

Holly pretends she's a grad student.

K. and the kids all submitted art to a contest for families of state employees.  Here's Nora's abstract creation.

And here's Sage with her felted flower fairy.

And Lucy with her still life.

And Ian with his Celtic knot.

And K. with her B&W photo of Lucy.

Fortune Tellers predicted a good birthday for me.

Okay, winter, I guess you're not so bad.  No rush, but maybe 
we can do this again some time.  How does 2028 look for you?