Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
weekend gardening
3 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Very sweet! Glad the hat Grandma Rene made you still fits Unity. She fills it out a little more than she did in your 6/25/07 posting! Don't know how you are able to garden at all with that big girl on your back! Nice job!
Hi "big" Sweet Pea and "teeny" Sweet Pea. Looks like a beautiful day to be out in the yard. It'll be fun watching all the items grow as they peak their noses out of the ground. Love to all of you Great Grandma Bette
3 comments:
Very sweet! Glad the hat Grandma Rene made you still fits Unity. She fills it out a little more than she did in your 6/25/07 posting! Don't know how you are able to garden at all with that big girl on your back! Nice job!
Hi "big" Sweet Pea and "teeny" Sweet Pea. Looks like a beautiful day to be out in the yard. It'll be fun watching all the items grow as they peak their noses out of the ground.
Love to all of you
Great Grandma Bette
Ahh, the eternal signs of summer:
Bonnets, baseballs and plush cows. Timeless.
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