Our son, Patrick, is a senior in high school this year and I want some nice pictures of him. Always looking for ways to save a buck or two I decided to take some shots on my own and see if I liked what I saw. He’s been playing marimba for the band since his freshman year and music is a big part of his life. Naturally, I want to include this monster instrument in some of the shots.
Being 18 he, at first, gave me nothing but scowls and eye rolls but, then, once we had a little smile-or-else chat (that’s the polite version) he cooperated and we actually even had a couple of laughs.
Round 1 was strictly experimental and I haven’t decided if I’m happy yet or not. We will see.
Wanting some close-up shots I enlisted the help of younger brother Ben. These may be the funniest of the series because there is no way to crop Ben’s rear end out without losing part of Patrick’s head. Suffice to say there will be Round 2 because the shot hasn’t happened yet.
A trip to the Perot Museum in downtown Dallas took us to the Gems and Minerals Hall. An exhibit which filled me with awe as I wandered around and looked at an amazing array of treasures from this wondrous earth.
In particular, the large, and very pretty, amethyst geode was remarkable to look at. So gorgeous with all the shiny and sparkly purple gems glistening under the bright lights -it was enough bling to send a girl into a trance!
My granddaughter, Thérèse, loved it, too!
Spending time inside an air-conditioned museum on a hot Texas day was fun.
The grief I have felt over losing our dog, Ricki, has taken me by surprise and, taken me longer than I expected to get over.
It took me about 6 weeks but I finally washed her bedding, folded up her crate and put it away.
When memories pop-up on Facebook or Timehop the ache re-surfaces and I miss her all over again.
One particularly poignant moment occurred when all three of my men – meaning my husband and teenagers – went out of town at the same time. I was getting into bed that first night and realized that Ricki wasn’t there to warn me if someone broke in during the night. And, since her sidekick, Lucy, is deaf I knew she would sleep through any potential trouble.
Little things and moments still occur to remind me of the loss and, at those times, it surprises me how much I miss her sweet face.
When I saw today’s daily prompt – shallow – the first thing I thought of was Ricki playing in the water. She loved to run straight into lakes or creeks, swim out a little then come back and play in the shallow water.
But, I can’t really discount the joy of running in shallow snow, either. Nothing like a little wintry weather in Texas to get us excited and hyped up.
Finally, just because this picture makes me laugh I’m including it. In what turned out to be her last ‘photo shoot’ I got an image of what looks like Ricki smiling but, the grandkids looking a little picture-weary.
Feeling atop the circle of life with the death of my aunt followed closely by the birth of my grandchild, it has been a hectic week. As they always do, each of these life happenings kindled those deep emotions reminding me, once again, how I need to love deeply.
My aunt was a favorite and my childhood memories are filled with her laughing, joking, making smart-aleck remarks and her family famous German Chocolate Cake. The last several years, especially since the death of her husband, finding joy in daily life seemed to be more of a struggle but, she still made us smile with her constant repetition of phrases like, “I’ll tell you for durn sure” and “well o gosh o Friday”. (I never knew what the second one meant or where the saying came from but it was a staple)
She had a full life – even went parasailing at the age of 80. And, while I know she is no longer suffering, and has been reunited with those she loved so dearly, I will miss her.
And, so, as death passes a new life begins with the birth of Colette Grace this week. Colette is apparently a very laid back and relaxed baby who is in no hurry to go anywhere fast. She took her sweet time introducing herself but, when she arrived, her birth was beautiful and filled with a quiet that was broken only by her first breaths and a good cry with the doctor announcing, “it’s a girl!”. As Colette’s life began on the outside of her mother’s womb, there was a peace prevailing in the room. A peaceful beginning for Colette and a peaceful ending for my aunt. A lovely way to end and begin life.
When they got home I watched her sleeping in the bassinet and I was surprised how tiny she looked. It really is so easy to forget how little they are as newborns and how fast they grow. This was driven home that evening when we got to video chat with our grandson in Japan. At 3 1/2 months old he is already getting big and is smiling, talking and changing everyday.
Birth, life, death – it is all closely entwined and serves to remind me how lucky I am to have so much love in my life. I hope those around also feel deeply loved by me.
The ‘official’ due date for my baby girl to deliver her baby girl has come and gone so now we are all sitting around staring at her, waiting for her to announce, “this is it!”
Okay, maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration. We aren’t actually sitting. Or staring. We are keeping busy and carrying on with life as usual.
Yesterday, in an effort to remain occupied we took advantage of some beautiful springtime weather and spent time at the Dallas Arboretum.
I’ll tell you – no matter what the season this place never fails to amaze me with its beauty.
In the fall you have Autumn at the Arboretum with pumpkins galore
For the Christmas season, it’s the Twelve Days at Night
Right now, it’s Dallas Blooms. A beautiful array of springtime flowers punctuated with carpets of amazing tulips in vibrant colors.
It is stunning.
This years theme is ‘Peace, Love, and Flower Power’ and showcased Volkswagon’s covered in blooms.
Texas-sized games were available that kids and grown-ups alike enjoyed.
Cute grandkids and lush backgrounds made for great photo ops.
In hopes that a lot of walking would help jumpstart labor we stayed for a long while. Apparently, Baby is quite comfy and all we managed to do was wear mom out.
A lovely family waiting for a small bundle of joy to join them.
Any time now Baby K…
I wish, for my daughter’s sake, that Baby comes sooner rather than later. Even though she feels, at this point, like she might be pregnant forever, we know she will go into labor. For now – we continue to pray for the blessing of a safe delivery and the joy of new baby snuggles.
Proverbs 3:5-6Trust in the Lord with all your heart, on your own intelligence do not rely; In all your ways be mindful of him, and he will make straight your paths.
Linking up with a travel blogger who chose the theme ‘eyes‘ for this week I am sharing pictures from China.
I love to watch people. I love to take pictures of people. Our stay in Jiading – a ‘suburb’ of Shanghai – offered me ample opportunities to sit and soak up the local atmosphere.
The plaza just on the other side of the canal from our hotel was a perfect spot to sit. During the day the children ran and jumped and played and roller skated. They loved that I was taking pictures and would come right up to me and pose. Their eyes shone with curiosity about the blonde-haired, fair-skinned lady with the camera.
When the work day ended the adults would gather, the music would start and an impromptu dance would begin. They danced and they laughed and they left the stress of the day behind. It was absolutely delightful and the happiness in their eyes was contagious.
Several times I was approached by those who wondered who I was, where I came from and why I looked so different. They were not shy about asking gesturing for me to take pictures with or of them. Like this mom – you can see the excitement in her eyes. She was so eager to have her baby ‘meet’ me that she took out her Iphone and asked gestured for me to pose with her little girl. I reciprocated and asked gestured for her to pose, too. I think the baby was just confused – that’s what I see in her eyes.
This man was taking a break from his street sweeping as I made my way back to the hotel. His eyes look a little tired – maybe because his day had been long and he wasn’t quite finished yet.
These guys. My three boys. Walking across the plaza they did not see me. I had to yell out a couple of times before they figured out who was making a racket. Their eyes were covered but, I promise you, they are the most beautiful shades of brown, green and hazel.
And, finally, these beautiful eyes. They belong to my new grandson. Babies are wonderful. Just wonderful.
With a high today – today being February 10 – of a 88 degrees it was definitely a day to get out and enjoy the sunshine.
These pictures were taken in November and I’m always aware that, although we get cold snaps, we also get to enjoy many days that are weather-perfected. No matter what time of year it is, the sinking sun and shadows never bother the grandkids, especially when grandpa gets the ultra-fun toys out and plays with them.