Tuesday, March 16


PEACE
Lily blooms inside,
outside thick snow is falling,
white in and out.

Monday, March 15


TRANSPORT
Riding on the scooter seems to transport Henry to another world. A world where all is smooth sailing. No wonder he hates to stop.

Sunday, March 14


PILOT
Peter's uncle Bruce surprised him with a belated birthday gift of an old palm pilot. What a thrill! Here my Father and Peter check out the new toy. Dad was in the Air Force but does not know how to fly THESE machines. So what looks like the traditional scenario of Elder passing on his know-how to Child is really the Child showing the Elder how this new-fangled device works!

Wednesday, March 10


RED GUY
Many small plastic war-like creatures inhabit my home. They generally leave me alone, although they can be painful when sat upon.

Sunday, March 7


PLENTY
I have been doing a lot of food shopping these days. With three growing boys and an athletic husband I just can't seem to keep enough in the house. Fortunately, I find looking at piles of food to be a satisfying aesthetic experience. Like going to the Food Museum!

Saturday, March 6


HAPPY
but messy. Filled with manic energy on a recent rainy afternoon, Henry spent a happy fifteen minutes or so trashing his room. Took me a while to catch on, as there were no screams of rage or howls of frustration. Just merry giggling, amid the thumps.

Friday, March 5


PERSPECTIVE
Looking up at trees can give you a crick in the neck but it also gives you perspective. Walking through a grove of tall trees has a very calming and soothing influence, similar perhaps to meditation, or even just lying on the couch with a sleeping cat.

Wednesday, March 3


BIG GUN
We recently visited Valley Forge. Henry knew instantly what the cannons were for: climbing!

Tuesday, March 2


OLD CHAIR
I was actually thankful that the trash guys wouldn't take this old rocking chair the other day. I hate to get sentimental over things, but I so clearly remember propping up the twins in this snug seated little rocker for photographs when they were babies. Meanwhile, our neighbors must now be averting their gaze as they walk by our cluttered front porch. All we need to complete the look is an old truck up on cinder blocks!

Monday, March 1


NATIONS UNITED
in looking at Genre Cookshop. Briefly, on their way to more important things (like trouncing each other). From my statcounter the other day.