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Date: March 22, 2009 2:14:02 PM EDT
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Subject: Still at portAnd I am already feeling a little queasy. We have a lovely room with a balcony. Have been exploring the ship.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Annabel has recommitted herself to karate(after many threats from her loving and supportive parents) and has graduated from orange belt to purple.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
It is beginning to look like Spring. Annabel helped pull out the grill and cook the hamburgers. Still not warm enough for eating outside, though.
Bea usually has the whole style thing working for her, but every now and then something goes haywire in her brain and she comes up with some crazy look that makes me cringe.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Apparently, my girls think it's time. Tonight at 6pm the temp was 49 degrees and who knows how cold the pool is, but that doesn't seem to matter to them.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Instead of going to the gym this morning, Darren and I went on a walk with the girls and Winnie down to Twelve Corners and had a little breakfast and burned all those calories on the way back. Care to tag along?
We found a pair of mallards doing a little nesting.
When we left home it was 39 degrees, which seemed quite toasty to the girls in the group, but Darren is dressed for snow.Bea rode her scooter.
Annabel is growing up so quickly. We are really enjoying her these days.
The center and heart of our little town.
Panera has a yummy display of pastries.
Annabel found something she likes.
I don't know what's more delish, Bea or that bagel of hers.
Winnie really wanted a bite of Annabel's souffle.
A cloudy day good for pictures. It was 45 degrees by this time.
I should have changed my aperture for a better pic of Bea here.
I found these colorful gates and doors in Meadow Brook.
Anyone recognize this place? We are almost home.
Oh my gosh, she's exhausted, but we made it home.
Look what is blooming in our yard-the witch hazel.
Friday, March 6, 2009
The Empty Canvas
I am blank, no color at all.
I wish to be famous, like the Mona Lisa
Make me amazing, magnificent,
Is Di Vinci still alive? Can you get him?
I can't be sculpted, built or molded.
Just pick up a pencil, draw a line or
a dot, and see where it takes you.
I know you will do fine. Then I will be
amazing, magnificent, and perfect.
They'll put me in the Louvre
where people can see.
They'll put me in art books
and never again be forgotten.
You and I will go down in history.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
We had some sunlight coming through the windows so I thought I would become more familiar with my new lens.
Noah refuses to pose.
Monday, March 2, 2009
on a gray and cold morning. I need something to look forward to.
I found these cyclamen growing at Magic Kingdom in January. We only grow these as house plants here and there they were growing in beautiful beds. I am looking at another two months before things are in bloom here.