Cheers to 2015! May you be blessed with love, adventure, creativity, laughter and peace.
xo xo from our nest to yours!
So I fell off the blog bandwagon a few months ago with my photo series posts. But you saw that coming when I missed a few (or months) and starting grouping them together. And so it goes in this little corner of cyberspace this year.
I have something VERY exciting to share. No, I’m not pregnant although I hear that’s all the rage with the kids these days (!).
I started painting again! It’s been many years really and I’ve been wanting to paint, but haven’t found the space/time/insert excuse here for my own painting. Until last week. I wanted to paint something for meine Mutti for Christmas so I buckled down and did it. It wasn’t easy or pretty or glamorous:
But I did it. And I actually like it. Progress, lovelies, progress.
Cheers to a creative 2015!
right now I am
enjoying a quiet house
sipping Evening in Missoula tea
missing the noise of wakeful children
embracing autumn’s beauty
mourning the loss of summer’s warm (er) waters
praying for dear friends and family who are ill, lonely, wanting and hurting
feeling grateful for my health and my beautiful children who amaze me every day
Wren started kindergarten last week. How did that happen?! I can’t quite believe it, but at the same time it seems just about right. She’s absolutely ready for it and tells me that so far she’s “rocking Kindergarten!” The day after Kindergarten started she was singing and dancing around, “I’ve been waiting my whole life for this day. I’m finally in Kindergarten!” Um, OK, five year old…
Even though she’s excited about it, full of confidence, popping out of bed in the morning, excited about new friends and learning Spanish and writer’s workshop… I have been grieving the loss of my baby. It really struck me right before Kindergarten started. I was a wreck. But the day came I was able to hold it together. This isn’t really about me. Roots and wings, roots and wings.
You’ve got roots and we’ll continue to nourish those for the rest of your life, but birdie, you’ve got WINGS. Fly!
A portrait of my birdies, once a week, every week, in 2014. Or every couple weeks… and maybe more than a picture of each. Too many good ones to choose from this time around.
Phoebe Jane on the bay.
Wren Sabina, always the first one in.
Wren Sabina flying her plane in the stormy dunes.
The girls together at the Detroit Zoo. This is the requisite Detroit Zoo photograph…
And a couple more from the Detroit Zoo. It rained, but we had a great time anyway.
I couldn’t be prouder of Wren right now! She ditched the floaty this weekend and started swimming. The process of watching her gain confidence and keep kicking and paddling and gain more confidence and start swimming was so wonderful. Swimming is one of my true loves and to be able to share that with my girls is incredible. Wren’s proud smile says it all. It’s a whole new era. We’re loving it!
I’ve been really enjoying my birdies lately. I love Wren at 5 and Phoebe at 2.5. Fun, sweet, crazy times. The girls are having more fun together, laughing, playing, goofing around. They even have an inside joke or two. Love me some birdies.
Thanks to Judy for the sweet capture on a July afternoon.
A portrait of my birdies, once a week, every week, in 2014.
Where did the week go? Zoom! We were in the midst of Cherry Festival here in Traverse City and now we are enjoying a quieter summer again. Aaaahh.
Wren and I had fun visiting a new place in Traverse City – the laundromat near Tom’s 14th street. Loved the mural and the chairs. Wren enjoyed looking at everyone’s clothes going round and round. “Oh look, they’ve got a pink shirt too!” It’s easy to forget that simple things can be so novel and exciting. Reason #743 why it’s so great to have children in my life.
Wren is now 2/3 of a hay bale high. We’ve been driving by hay bales quite a bit lately and we got to wondering how big they actually were, or how little we actually are… So we got out and had to check them out for ourselves.
We spent one evening at the Cherry Festival and finally found a ride that tiny Phoebe could go on! Speed racer! They spent all their lemonade stand money on a ride and a sno cone. It’s our new Cherry Festival tradition!