One more day where my family can come together for a meal. One more day of light stories and chuckles over Snowdrop's antics.
Snowdrop, show us what you do in yoga! Show us a downdog!
She does.
Then she says -- aunt do downdog!
Her aunt obliges.
I laugh -- your sucker aunt!
Snowdrop repeats earnestly -- my sucker aunt!
She may as well add "my sucker uncle," because she gets him to do yoga with her too!
It is such a good day! All the best elements are present: a leisurely beginning, a morning of cooking up a spinach and mushroom frittata. With roasted tomatoes and strips of bacon. And bagels and cherries and berries and ... Thanksgiving leftovers. Stuffing. Cheesecake. Oh, anything!
But let's go back a little. To the arrival of Snowdrop and parents...
I am so very happy to have everyone here once more. Snowdrop is so very happy too.
We eat. Of course. We're one of those families that likes to be together over food.
The youngest couple will soon be heading back home, but not just yet!
No one is in a hurry and so we linger. Snowdrop seems to be finally licking her bug and she plays hard!
... loving her games, her interactions...
Every last minute.
Yeah...
And of course, there has to be a last minute. The day moves forward and the younger couple has a drive to Chicago and the other couple has a day of work and Snowdrop care and so we all say our goodbyes, but with smiles at the recollection of this most beautiful weekend.
In the afternoon, Ed and I go for a walk. No grand plan here -- just a stroll in our county park. But oh, my, is the sky beautiful today!
At the horizon: cranes. A huge flock of them!
In the park, new paths to discover...
Playgrounds, just for fun...
And a new, unfinished bike bridge to navigate over the neck of Lake Waubesa.
By the time we're done, the sun is about to disappear.
The farmette silo stands tall and yet it is but a speck in the scheme of things.
By the time we pull into the driveway, dusk has settled in.
But guess what -- tomorrow, at 7:05, I'll be letting the cheepers out again. The sun will have cracked the horizon... A wonderful thing, isn't it?
Snowdrop, show us what you do in yoga! Show us a downdog!
She does.
Then she says -- aunt do downdog!
Her aunt obliges.
I laugh -- your sucker aunt!
Snowdrop repeats earnestly -- my sucker aunt!
She may as well add "my sucker uncle," because she gets him to do yoga with her too!
It is such a good day! All the best elements are present: a leisurely beginning, a morning of cooking up a spinach and mushroom frittata. With roasted tomatoes and strips of bacon. And bagels and cherries and berries and ... Thanksgiving leftovers. Stuffing. Cheesecake. Oh, anything!
But let's go back a little. To the arrival of Snowdrop and parents...
I am so very happy to have everyone here once more. Snowdrop is so very happy too.
We eat. Of course. We're one of those families that likes to be together over food.
The youngest couple will soon be heading back home, but not just yet!
No one is in a hurry and so we linger. Snowdrop seems to be finally licking her bug and she plays hard!
... loving her games, her interactions...
Every last minute.
Yeah...
And of course, there has to be a last minute. The day moves forward and the younger couple has a drive to Chicago and the other couple has a day of work and Snowdrop care and so we all say our goodbyes, but with smiles at the recollection of this most beautiful weekend.
In the afternoon, Ed and I go for a walk. No grand plan here -- just a stroll in our county park. But oh, my, is the sky beautiful today!
At the horizon: cranes. A huge flock of them!
In the park, new paths to discover...
Playgrounds, just for fun...
And a new, unfinished bike bridge to navigate over the neck of Lake Waubesa.
By the time we're done, the sun is about to disappear.
The farmette silo stands tall and yet it is but a speck in the scheme of things.
By the time we pull into the driveway, dusk has settled in.
But guess what -- tomorrow, at 7:05, I'll be letting the cheepers out again. The sun will have cracked the horizon... A wonderful thing, isn't it?
