Twelve Days of Christmas

  TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS      We grown-ups can talk about The Twelve Days of Christmas all we want to. Twelve means absolutely nothing to excited children. Children understand Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning and little else. They are not as silly as we are. We drag things out …

Playroom Pathology

THE PLAYROOM I have decided to add some posts to my blog that are of the philosophical kind. To date, I have not been particularly inclined to do so but lately my heart has persuaded me that there are some thoughts and observations I simply want to remember. One, is …

MORTALITY: Potato Harvest and Family

Potato Time   Grandpa picked up the phone and called around. He wondered if anyone was interested in helping him dig up his potatoes ? He knew that everyone was busy. If they couldn’t come, he would just take his time or try for another day. . . sometime before …

Old Earrings

    My mother loved costume jewelry. Nothing she had was worth much in dollars, but her earrings have become worth their weight in gold to my granddaughters. That is because they don’t have pierced ears and they love to dress-up. It has only been a week-or-so-ago that I got …

MORTALITY: Joy in Ordinary Things

  Right in the middle of an otherwise normal day are the magic moments. They are magic because they are unexpected. These moments are the essence of Mortality.   This photograph of Maya and her Grandpa turned into one of our most treasured family watercolors. Maya’s mother hangs it in …

MORTALITY: Taking Time to Play

  MORTALITY is the name of a series of photographs which I am making into books. I am determined that the images I love containing my family will not live and die in my computer. This particular morning was wonderful. It was beautiful and cool. These cousins, Maya and Olive, …

More and More and More Photo Booth Fun

Hey kids !  What do you think ?     Tucker felt a little shy. Nevertheless, he had a dress-up in mind. Amazing color sense, I would say.     Lydia is about to lose her hat after which she will lose her head, her pretty sweater and everything in …

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