(cousins) journal entry: As I have grown older, my heart has inched its way into my throat. That old phrase refers to watching something that gives a person great pause . . . I think I am the only person in the group who has to work at staying calm while my grandchildren are …
journal entry: It is easy to see why children love to dress-up. It is a chance to pull the faces their mothers tell them not to pull and to look really scary and tough. I wonder what these cousins will think when they are grown and look back at these …
CLOTHES MAKE A STATEMENT. COSTUMES TELL A STORY. journal entry: Our family gathering is over for this year but the dress-up fun remains in photographs. Thrifted over many months, everything was goofy, bright and funky. Our grandchildren spent hours choosing their clothes, embellishing, prancing around and looking in the mirror. If you want to see unexpected personalities give …
journal entry: I could not believe my eyes. This beautiful ARK was tucked into the corner of the bottom shelf in the collectible’s case at Deseret Industries. I tried to discipline myself and not look any closer because I just knew it would be too expensive for my “thrifting” habit and I would feel …
journal entry: Tim’s delightful caricatures and whimsical drawings have blessed our family for as long as he has been able to hold a pencil, or chalk, or a rock, or a piece of charcoal, or a discarded piece of drywall or broken crayons or an almost-dry Sharpie. He was always …
journal entry: Grandpa likes to leave the pumpkins on their vines until the last possible moment. This year, the weather stayed warm well into November but the pumpkins were ready in late September. The Grandchildren keep track of the pumpkins and pick out their favorites. When it is time, …
journal entry: So many stories can be told through the observation of work. Our grandchildren who live nearby have come to love Grandpa’s garden and the many things that grow in it. The summer is gone and so are the peas and the peaches and the apples and the …
journal entry: Christmas Trees. Most people have one. Some trees are live and some are not. Ours is not. It is covered with ornaments that children love. Dinosaurs, snowmen, monkeys, frogs, camels, children, treasures, knights, robots. Chains of pearls and garlands of colored circles. Candy canes. This and that. …
journal entry: Swans. Swimming and sailing and sweeping through the sky. Companion print to the multiplying giraffes which is found on this site in another post. I wanted puffy and poofy. I wanted someone I love to feel that the swans in the clouds were holding her up. Finished and …
journal entry: I dreamed about giraffes for weeks. They multiplied before my eyes. Every time I finished one, another appeared. That is how it seemed to me. Grandpa often asked if I was still working on the giraffes. Yes. Yes, I am. It was the most wonderful, whimsical fabric …
