A series of pictures showing Logan (my great-nephew, for those of you who don't know) playing in the street with big chalks. This was at a recent block party. He's 22 months now.
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Sunday, October 16, 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
3 year blogaversary
This is my 3 year anniversary of blogging. I still can't believe I've done it this long, but I guess it is a mainstay in my life.
Also of note is that Logan will be 22 months old tomorrow. He is just eatable, he's so cute. He's starting to say lots of things. He loves buses, cars, dinosaurs and teddy bears. Here are some pics of him, mostly taken by his mommy, Melissa, on her cell phone.
(Logan and Mommy)
(Logan in mommy's running shoes)
(Yum!)
Also of note is that Logan will be 22 months old tomorrow. He is just eatable, he's so cute. He's starting to say lots of things. He loves buses, cars, dinosaurs and teddy bears. Here are some pics of him, mostly taken by his mommy, Melissa, on her cell phone.
(Logan and Mommy)
(Logan in mommy's running shoes)
(Yum!)
Sunday, October 2, 2011
the sea that I remember
you were the mariner
wayward, seaward
I was the mist
you entered
one balmy night
there by the docks
beneath moonlight and sunrise
a tip of your hat
swept me under your spell
as the fog came a-creepin'
and the waters did swell
your eyes drew me in
you were all scruff and ready
my heart was wide open
my balance quite steady
before the sight of you tipped me
leeward and aft
and after that it was anyone's guess
at direction
wayward, seaward
I was the mist
you entered
one balmy night
there by the docks
beneath moonlight and sunrise
a tip of your hat
swept me under your spell
as the fog came a-creepin'
and the waters did swell
your eyes drew me in
you were all scruff and ready
my heart was wide open
my balance quite steady
before the sight of you tipped me
leeward and aft
and after that it was anyone's guess
at direction
Saturday, October 1, 2011
this afternoon
Evie and I collaborated on this haiku.
this afternoon
the thunder crackles
a light spirit appearing
through blackening clouds
this afternoon
the thunder crackles
a light spirit appearing
through blackening clouds
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