and home it goes.
seasons
12/13/2013
11/12/2013
summer memories
It's warm where we are today . . . almost 70. It made me think of summer and I thought maybe I should dig out some of the excursions we had this summer.
August wanted to stay in a cabin by the Long Pine Creek for his birthday. So we reserved a vintage cottage right up the road from the creek. The cabins were originally built in 1926 and I'm here to tell you not much has changed! You can see where the tiny kitchen area was added on, but that was a looooong time ago. But we are always up for an adventure!
11/01/2013
06/18/2013
my baseball boy
The other years, it was a flat-out 'no'. "I'm going to be a farmer, Mama." I tried to explain that it didn't have to be a career path, but his mind was made up. And that was very okay by me.
But this year, his curiousity was peaked. A uniform? A hat? Hmmm. He thoughtfully determined that he would give it a try. And you know, after he gave it time to sink in, he probably was already quite good at baseball. After all, he had seen it on TV . . .
As it turned out, you were good . . . you listened and learned, were polite and a thoughtful teammate. You ran and hit and stopped & threw the ball. You never complained about practice and were always excited for a game. And we loved watching you, August. Especially that grin as you came across home plate. It's been a good season.
05/20/2013
bees
Each spring, our flowering trees are filled with activity. If you walk beneath them, you will hear a strong and steady buzz. And if you have a moment to stand and watch, you can slowly see how the trees are coming to life with hundreds and hundreds of pairs of wings.
Some day I hope to have bees of my own. Until then, I'll just enjoy their buzzing in my trees.
There is a bee in each of these pictures - can you find it?
02/25/2013
the makings of a weekend
It goes without saying that our weekend activity would include snow. Lucky for us it would also include paint, markers and some sewing. A snowchicken, new cardboard abodes, a facelift (or should I say, seatlift?) for a little girl's desk. Good stuff, this weekend.
02/21/2013
on a snowy day
Just a few things you might find to do on a delightfully snowy day . . .
01/23/2013
a sunny spot in the cold
He found one of my favorite spots. It was ever so cold but he was bundled up and the sun shone so brightly that nestled in the hay, he couldn't help but be warm and cozy. I told him that we spent so much time playing out here on the bales . . . and he had that faraway look with furrowed brows that told me he thought I meant these very bales. Oh no, not these! I explained with a laugh. But just like these. Fat, sweet-smelling cylinders open to any kind of imaginative possibility. Houses, look-out towers, castles. I specifically remember when I was five and we had friends from far away come to visit us. We took them to the bales to run and jump. They had never seen bales, let alone play on them. Even then, I remember thinking how strange that was. These smelled so sweet and dusty. Just like a kitty-cat. (And why is it that kitties always smell like hay, even when they are house cats?) I wish it hadn't been so cold. I was not dressed for the weather that morning like my little one. I would have spent a little time in that hay, too.
01/13/2013
memories: our christmas tree adventure
One of our favorite Christmas traditions is getting a real tree at Heins Pines. It's our own little family tradition and it's always a special day of memories. Last year, we were lucky enough to find snow at the Pines, but this year we just found more wind in terms of weather. :(
But something we did find was the addition of a horse-drawn wagon giving rides. Yay! (We try to find as many of these as we can during the holiday season!)
And despite the fact that we literally had to spit dirt out of our mouths when we were done, it was a grand ride!
As usual, Ruby wanted to bring all the animals home.
The kids were given an exclusive wreath-making demonstration. (It helps when you are noticeably interested in all mechanics of a project!)
This just makes me a little dizzy.
Until next year, little tree farm!
And here she is (was) in all her glory. She was a beautiful tree and adorned with 48 new handmade ornaments as we worked our way through Truth in the Tinsel. The very best ornaments are truly the ones you make yourselves.
01/12/2013
memories: halloween
When you don't post for awhile, you have a lot of pictures to sort through! So I enlisted the help of my children. The next few 'catch-up' posts are moments they felt we should share . . . and certainly ones they don't want to forget.
(Did you notice that Captain Hook was missing a tooth?)
