Category Archives: Our Life
May I.
This quote is making me happy today. Methinks Mr. Abraham Cowley was a kindred spirit.View full post »
Thinking.
(In which you suffer the experience of being inside my head.) ~ -Our little girl is home from the hospital. So glad. -View full post »
Life.
Here’s what it’s like having two boys and one girl. For a nanosecond, I get the boys to cooperate for aView full post »
Sometimes.
Sometimes, when life is busy and filled with little moments of disparate and increasing stress, it’s best to startView full post »
Someone.
It was a little too quiet one afternoon. So I went to investigate. Someone found my school backpack. Someone’sView full post »
Dusk.
I’m trying to figure it out. Where the time went. How in the world we got from there to here so quickly. And IView full post »
Three Sons.
These boys. My sister’s children. I love shooting photos of my nieces and nephews. Love it. (Ahem. Kelly. Hint.)View full post »
Newport.
A little trip to Newport, RI, sans children. Favorite parts: -Walking -Taking in the view on Ocean Drive. -Ambling alongView full post »
Lavender.
Someday, if smells are digitized, this will be my first choice to experience. If I could share its heady scent with youView full post »
Eleven.
This pictures makes me do four things: -Smile. -Recognize little bits of personality coming through. -Recognize traitsView full post »
Roses.
I know they’re a pain to grow. Every year as they struggle through the heat and humidity of midsummer, IView full post »
Again.
I’m not sure what it is about being a mother that makes me want to re-create my childhood. I wonder if it’sView full post »
Sometimes.
Sometimes things happen in life that seem small at the time, and then turn into something greater. Something small likeView full post »
The faces of a boy.
Oh, if you know him, you know this is so typical. And unprompted. Connor, Connor. I love having boys. Life is rarelyView full post »
Joel.
Sometimes I don’t get enough pictures of this one. He’s always a step ahead, a plan ahead; he’sView full post »