sunrise

morning does make everything a little less difficult than the night before…..

miles

early. done. good.

fishing

i woke with strep throat. but even when you feel badly, the day must go on.

time

time has such an impact on our lives.  is it possible for anything to remain the same?

relief

i’ve had three nights of dreams about moving. always to an apartment in an unfamiliar city. with carpet. every day here feels more right, finally after two years.

the park

I held her hand as we walked through the park this evening.  it was nice… even if she was confused.

shorts

last summer, i cared. this summer, i just don’t. i mean, i’m healthy. and i still get carded for beer.

losing my cool

summer ritual

one would think that this would reduce the amount on the floor and furniture…..sadly, no.

at t-ball

i would have complained about the heat, but there was a puppy. he says we should wait two more years. i’m not sure i can.

wrong

it all went wrong.  even the littlest of things.

7:45 pm on a monday

something about tonight made our new friends feel old, like we’ve done this for years.

san francisco

party fun san francisco style…good times

morning drive

a jeep adventure.  over a mountain & around the lake.  and ice cream.

bbq

impromptu. the kids barely ate but played well. we had grilled corn on the cob Indian-style. all were tired by 8pm.

a good start

 it was hot and humid (inside!) but worth it

his first catch

he was desperate to keep him, but the boys settled on two tadpoles instead. who we will promptly return to their rightful home in the morning. that was our deal.

Warm and fuzzy

Precious moments

My dad and Sorina spending time together…

my first

blog post ever. i had another post planned but thought that since this is big personal milestone for me, i should mark it with an ode to my trusty mac.

morning walk

this is the road in front of our home where the dogs and i often take a quick morning walk to work out the kinks…

pure

the smell of mountains.  not sure how to describe it – fresh, sweet, pure?  anyway, its one of my favorites.

firing day

today is the fourth firing of my new kiln….firing days are long and intense at times but always exciting…

old and new

i love hand-me-downs. this table isn’t necessarily my style preference but it’s handy, and sweet. it came in bright girly colors and now matches her bedroom.

time by blooms

i usually gauge the passing of the summer season as the natives bloom….already the serviceberry, violets and arnica are on their way out…now it’s the time of beargrass. it only blooms once every 7 years so each year is a different pattern out the window. this year is a quiet one…sometimes it is like fireworks all through the forest.

5:19am

tired.  always tired.  but couldn’t be happier.

hello summer, hello circle

our usual Friday, but this time we threw in ice cream afterwards. we found a huge piece of driftwood he swears came from a Pirate Ship. he asked if he could take it home. i obliged, as long as he carried it up the long, steep hill to the car. he worked so hard to do it.