Posts Tagged ‘I am trying to take a picture every day’
Garden elf
A Lily of the Nile blossom about to unfurl. I think I might like this whimsical bud stage better than the flower in all its glory.
Mourning Cloak
Suspense
Dwarf grapefruit tree. We’ve been waiting four years for this thing to bear fruit. Maybe this time?
Bits and bobs
The bonnet side view, since you asked:
The light wasn’t great, so the ribbon looks washed out; it’s such a pretty blue with wheat stalks on it. The hatmaker said he has a special fondness for any ribbon depicting wheat or rye.
That batwing plait around the edges is to swoon for, isn’t it?
We found out about the steampunk/Victoriana con by chance: a Facebook friend mentioned it Saturday morning. So quick on the uptake am I that I at first interpreted “in SD” to mean in South Dakota and had a moment of “aw, too bad, I would love to go to something like that.” Then it dawned on me that my friend who lives in San Diego was probably posting about an event in, go figure, San Diego.
I mentioned it to Scott and he agreed that it sounded like a perfect mother-daughter Mother’s Day adventure. He stayed home with the little ones, which was part of my present. We arrived too late to sign up for the Mother’s Day Ice Cream Social, but as it happened, after we tore ourselves away from the tempting vendor hall and were headed toward the bits-and-bobs room, we encountered a Victorian gentleman bearing a box of slightly melty ice-cream bars: leftovers from the social which he was quite desperate to unload on sweet-toothed passersby. This made Rose and Beanie very happy.
The high point for Jane was meeting Kaja Foglio, co-author and illustrator of the Genius Girl comics (which have won numerous awards and look wonderful)—and discovering that her son was the model for a character in Aaron Williams’s PS238 series, which all my girls adore. Scott was Aaron’s editor on North 40. I love it when our worlds converge this way.
Steampunk butterflies
If you give a boy a fish
I know, I know, another picture of his bare feet on the back patio. Can’t help it: this moment so perfectly captures the game that occupied this boy for hours and hours this week. A fish, a pot of water, some sage leaves picked from the garden. Oh yes, and a broken bat to stir it with, of course. With his teeth. (more…)
Here comes the sun
Sunflower seed planted April 27. I noticed yesterday the seeds we planted in the backyard on the 26th had sprouted, and today the front-yard seeds are up. We planted more yesterday along the side-yard wall. No such thing as too many sunflowers, especially if you’re a Melissa.
Memory lane
I found this picture while looking for something else. Taken December, 2003, I think: caught in the act of dress-up. Jane, Rose, and Beanie would have been about 7, 4, and 2 years old. I’m struck by how much Beanie looks like Huck! Not just in this photo, but the whole batch. And Rose could be Rilla. And actually, put a curly wig on young Jane and you’d have another Beanie. Amazing how different their personalities are, considering the physical overlaps.