::this moment::
A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
Friday, November 9, 2012
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Happy Halloween 2012!!
Creepy guy you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley...and a 70's disco queen.
She prefaced this pose with a graceful spin on one foot, in true disco style.
His best zombie face!
Not enough words for these two : )
Pure attitude!!
(and yes, I used my sewing machine!! and a LOT of duct tape on the shoes!)
Friday, October 19, 2012
Friday, October 12, 2012
Friday, October 5, 2012
Friday, September 28, 2012
Friday, September 21, 2012
Friday, September 7, 2012
::this moment::
A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a
moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want
to pause, savor and remember.
Colton now leaves for school wayyy before Lennon...having them both dressed that early was not in the cards, especially on the first day.
Friday, August 31, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Camping Adventures
Last weekend we took a break from the demands and obligations of life "at home" escaping to the woods for a little R&R. The forecast looked ominous and a lot of people thought we were crazy to go, but it was the only available weekend...and if we haven't melted yet, what's a little rain?
We were lucky to get this beautiful site, next to the coolest tunnel ever!
Food always tastes better when cooked outside...and by someone other than me!!
Dirt took the place of shoes.
The little fishes were biting.
We found Lennon's twin!
The scenery was unforgettable.
Behind the scenes!
The kids and I have found pleasure in building "fairy houses" this summer. I hope the fairies like their new homes!
Colton's house.
Lennon's house.
We had a beautiful weekend. We were chased into the shelter of our tarp wrapped screen tent twice by some pretty heavy rain, but it never lasted long and the earth felt clean and happy after. I wrote a little piece about our adventure over at Moment(um), my new blog for Borderless North. (A new website for Mountain Lake PBS, not officially launched yet, but up live to view.) Don't worry, all you faithful followers...all three of you! I will continue to post here, I hope you'll follow both!
Friday, August 10, 2012
::this moment::
A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a
moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want
to pause, savor and remember.
Cheating again!! Had the most wonderful visit with Kate and her family last weekend (Adam was missed!). We are very smitten with little Gabby. Can't wait to see them all again! (If only Vermont and New Hampshire were a little more narrow!)
Friday, August 3, 2012
Friday, July 27, 2012
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Daddy's Little Girl
As he passed through the distant doorway and out of sight, she was shattered with sadness. My heart wept for my little girl as she sobbed into my t-shirt, her little shoulders heaving. Three days seems an eternity for an eight-year-old. We stood together and watched his plane taxi out of sight and figured the only way to salvage the day was with a trip to Ben and Jerry's on Church Street in honor of Dad's business trip. A scoop of cookie dough on a cone with a dish, kept her going for the afternoon. (She is her father's daughter!)
A few hours later and bed time brought a fresh wave of despair, remedied with his t-shirt (that still smells like him) to sleep with and a giggle about the little hairs on his ears. (side note...Lennon has always loved earlobes, they are usually cold and just the right size for her to hold on to when she cuddles. This earlobe snuggle is usually accompanied by her trademark hum, which can be heard in her family-famous Fudge-Face video.)
We love you Daddy!! Have a great time in Seattle, learn a lot, see a lot, do a lot. And don't worry about us...we are all snuggling with your dirty t-shits and laughing at your body hair : )
A few hours later and bed time brought a fresh wave of despair, remedied with his t-shirt (that still smells like him) to sleep with and a giggle about the little hairs on his ears. (side note...Lennon has always loved earlobes, they are usually cold and just the right size for her to hold on to when she cuddles. This earlobe snuggle is usually accompanied by her trademark hum, which can be heard in her family-famous Fudge-Face video.)
Friday, July 6, 2012
Friday, June 29, 2012
::this moment::
A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a
moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want
to pause, savor and remember.
I cheated this week, two pictures in one!! The Bloomingdale talent show...Lennon opened the show with "The Star Spangled Banner" and Colton performed his original song "At the Top". So proud of you two!!
Thursday, June 28, 2012
A beach of our own
What do you do with 4 bickering kids when it's only 61 degrees, overcast, and windy?
Take them to the beach!! Duh!!
Creativity abounds with a little fresh air.
The water could not to be avoided.
We found pleasure in the littlest of things.
I drempt about my little fairy house last night...
Friday, June 22, 2012
Friday, June 15, 2012
Friday, June 8, 2012
Friday, June 1, 2012
Friday, May 25, 2012
Monday, May 21, 2012
It was a day to enjoy
Lennon and I were on our own this weekend. Josh was working (and playing), in Port Henry. Colton was in Lake George with a friend. We could do anything we wanted and after a little chat we thought hanging out with Mammee and Chris for the day would be fun...we had no idea!
The sun was out in all of it's glory, coaxing even the smallest of leaves out of hiding (and waking up the black flies...but that's a misery not to mar this wonderful day). We were hoping to ride our bikes down the road and sneak in a little lunch. Chris, however, had other plans, "You can ride your bikes any time. How about a boat ride?" Of course we said, "YES!!please!"
These boats are AMAZING!! You can pick them up with ONE finger. And this one is the cutest ever!! Just perfect for the captain of the day!
(See new banner above for Mom, Chris, and Lennon in action.)
When Chris asked her if she wanted to drive, her head spun around to me...eyes pleading, begging, commanding...me to say, "Go for it, Hun!" So I did. (Wouldn't you?)
I think she's a natural. (Just like her Dad!)
While we ate our lunch, Lennon threw out a few lines from the boathouse. (I think she looks a lot like her Mammee here!)
After a beautiful day on the water we went back to their house for: a campfire by the pond, paper air-planes off the stairs, yummy lemony/garlicky chicken dinner with Great-Grandma and Ruth, and The Preakness. It really was her day...she picked the winner and won $8.40!! She could barely keep her eyes open on the way home, but a stop at Teddy's Ice Cream woke her up enough for about an hour of "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets" before collapsing into bed.
Thank you, Mammee and Chris, for such a wonderful, enjoyable, memorable day!!!!
Friday, May 18, 2012
Friday, May 11, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
Some promised words.
(Today I'll give you some much promised words.
Words I wrote this last fall and I guess they shouldn't just sit in my writing folder forever.
So here it is...)
Her timing couldn’t have been worse, I had just turned the page in my book eager for the next plot twist, when she flung the car door open allowing the heavy, humid mid-August air inside, “Mom! I REALLY have to go!” She was dancing from foot to foot, eyes pleading with me to put the book down and take her to the bathroom. With a deep, tormented sigh I slid my folded yellow post-it between the pages, willed patience into my tingling soul, and got out of the car.
It had been a long day of tedious Mom stuff and I was seeking refuge in the air conditioned car, more than happy to watch my daughter slide down the grassy hill in her new light pink yoga pants, as long as I could squeeze in a few more pages of my book. I must have gotten lost in the story, because I didn’t see her coming across the damp grass to the car.
As I climbed out of the car, I could see a rain shower skirting south of us in the distance, making the sunshine overhead seem even more oppressive. I closed the car door harder than necessary, grabbed her hand and started the hot walk to the high-school. I kept my head down, trying hard to not be mad at her need to use the bathroom.
My steps were quick and aggressive. My bubbling agitation was morphing into guilt when I felt a growing tightness around my hand. Her fingers were gripping even tighter, steps slowing and she whispered a gentle sigh. My eyes darted to her face, beaming with pure delight and radiant in the gentle shade of a nearby tree. I lifted my head to see what had captured her, to find the most amazing rainbow. Not just any rainbow, this rainbow looked solid like a preschooler’s heavy painting on damp construction paper, dripping with color, arching through the dark clouded sky.
I couldn’t move. No sound came from my frozen mouth. I was under its spell. We stood, hands glued together by humidity and emotion, captivated by the beauty before us. Too soon, the forces of bodily nature weakened the spell and we trotted off into antiseptic scented, blue-green tiled high school in search of a bathroom.
Our mission was soon accomplished and we ran pushing through the heavy high school doors into the sticky heat, seeking out our miracle in the sky. To our delight it was still there, not as intense, but still a marvel of the natural world. I felt her small hand sneak into mine and together we watched our rainbow fade into the landscape.
I felt disoriented as we walked back to the car, my shoulders felt light, my head felt clear and I wasn’t annoyed by the sticky heat of her hand clasping mine. We chatted animatedly about the wonder of rainbows and how they made us feel. When we got back to the car the other children beckoned her away from me and I wasn’t eager to let her go. Before she ran off she kissed me quick and there in her face I saw a rainbow of my own. The whole spectrum of colors right there in front of me, my very own personal rainbow. Sometimes bold and saturated, sometimes misty and translucent, and sometimes one color dominates the others, but always a rainbow. Full of awe and wonder letting you know, this is pure love.
Sky rainbows are magnificent and hard to ignore, but it’s the often overlooked small rainbows in our everyday lives that keep us going, allowing us to appreciate and reciprocate joy in the world around us. They hide in the etched glass of my front door, they boldly jump out of a child’s coloring book, they dance in my husband’s face as he laughs with our son at the dinner table, and they sparkle in the mist of the garden hose as my kids escape the summer heat. To be aware of them is pure delight, to expend too much energy searching them out can be tedious, and finding balance is a dance, a dance of your own making.
Rainbows and love are purely unique and personal experiences, no two people see them the same way. Standing side by side with my daughter that day, her rainbow was not my rainbow. Her blues might have shined a bit brighter or she could have felt joy in the transition of reds into oranges. For me, that rainbow led me on the path back to myself, leaving the grumpy and self-centered Holly standing in the parking lot.
Hiding in my car that evening was only perpetuating the tangled frustration I had felt all day, what I needed was to slow down and allow my rainbow moment to happen. People often over analyze the keys to finding love and happiness, the funny thing is if you were standing at “the end of the rainbow” you wouldn’t even know it.
Friday, April 6, 2012
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