Chicken Coop Regroup
Putting the new floor on the straw bale coop with a little help from our friends. _______Shadow Shot Sunday / Our World Tuesday
Putting the new floor on the straw bale coop with a little help from our friends. _______Shadow Shot Sunday / Our World Tuesday
Our World Tuesday
We spent Valentine’s Day celebrating my son (pictured below) Dylan’s birthday and shooting arrows from his new birthday bows. I know. It’s a boy thing. And I was the only one not wearing camo. _________Our World Tuesday
Because These Days Are Golden. And Four-year-old Doesn’t Last That Long. _________Shadow Shot Sunday
Yesterday I learned more about reading music from my 6 year-old grandson than I have in my entire life up to now. He showed us the beats that the symbols represent, when to rest and when to repeat, by clapping his hands and stomping his feet. Then he drew a face out of music notes […]
He forgot he ate someone. His head was so big he crashed a plane. ______Story and artwork by Bryce
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JHZbVT3Rh-4 Our World Tuesday /
Watch Bryce and Liam’s Spooky Spooky Show and our Happy Halloween wishes HERE.
The word glorious came to mind: a bounty of apples picked with our precious grandsons in our favorite abandoned orchard. “I’m taking some good Andrew Wyeth shots,” I said to Joe, who was reassuring three-year-old Liam that the grazing cows wouldn’t hurt us. Our favorite “golden tree” stood alone in the sun-filled pasture. It had […]
My grandson Liam and I recently watched some of the movie Flubber on his dad’s Ipad. He had seen it before and I hadn’t, so he was explaining all about the green bouncy stuff that can take on any form and that was invented by a scientist played by Robin Williams. “When I’m grown up […]
A Window Canvas Bryce Thinks it Looks Like an Umbrella Hitchhiker Good Guys and Bad Guys Be Yourself Liam Likes Paintbrushes I’m Getting Good Ideas for Christmas Presents Trip to The Taubman/ Video clip HERE ________Shadow Shot Sunday
Time with our grandsons seems to slip through my hands like sand through an hourglass. At six and three, they change so fast, and I find myself trying to soak up everything about them. I imagine that I’ll follow them around and write down the amazing things they say, but the chaos of life and […]