Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Monday, June 18
ACTIVE and CONTEMPLATIVE
at the same time. That's woods walking for you. We took a Father's day hike in the local woods and the boys, a.k.a.mountain goats, found many a fallen tree that just had to be traversed. If it was there, it was attempted. There were a few iffy tree crossings that I can't show the photos for because I was nervous and my hands were shaking as I shot. Do parents ever grow out of this parental anxiety? Maybe not. I know my own parents will still call me if they know I am planning to drive somewhere on a bad weather day, trying to dissuade me from going. Of course, they don't follow behind taking photographs of my risky progress either...so I guess we are a little bit different!
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