More photos from Tuesday’s trip to Lynch Park. The light was just so gorgeous that morning, I couldn’t put the camera down. I do hope there are parks near our new home as beautiful as the ones near here.
She’s singing Cottleston Pie right now. Except that it sounds like “cottes and cottes and cottes and cottes of pie”. Oh how that warms the cockles of my heart. She’s learned how to turn doorknobs. No longer a captive...
O Jerusalem, holy city,
May he gladden within you all who were captives;
all those who were ravaged may he cherish within you
for all generations to come.
I always intended to introduce Bella to my favorite poet. I just didn’t expect to be doing it quite so early. But the other day at lunch she said, “Growl, I’m a tiger.” And there I was: Growltiger! I thought: Growltiger was a...
At Lynch Park in Beverly
We got this cute song book in the mail yesterday and it was an instant success. No sooner had I opened it than Bella was demanding, “Read the book, read the book, read the book.” I opened it and was instantly delighted by the high...
Wow! Bella was such a baby! I can’t believe what a huge difference a year makes. And Sophia just a little bump not even making me wear maternity clothes yet.
This week suddenly the world is ablaze. We’ve had hints and harbingers but now autumn crackles in her full glory. I am in love with autumn in New England. Absolutely intoxicated with the color. Here are a few pictures from the walk Bella and...
I have a renewed respect for single mothers, women whose husbands travel frequently, military wives with deployed husbands, and all parents who for whatever reason don’t have a backup. Dom’s been in Chicago this weekend and I’ve...
This morning when I sat down to eat my oatmeal, Sophia started screaming. She stared at my spoon going from my bowl to my mouth with great reproachful eyes. She’d just nursed so she wasn’t hungry…. or was she? I mushed up a piece...
