Friday, March 1, 2013
Elizabeth Zimmerman February baby pants made entirely from scraps. There is something supremely satisfying about using scraps. Also satisfying when the boy loves something that I made so very much. He told everyone we met yesterday, "Mama made these!" Ravelry notes.
Thursday, February 28, 2013
On a hike at the Rye Marshlands Conservancy, with the Jay House in the background. (Probably need to choose a less wide-open lens on these bright snowy days, but I kind of like the feel and colors anyway!)
Looking out over Long Island Sound.
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Yesterday was a big deal if you are a Sumner kid. First, both boys got haircuts. This was George's first-ever cut.
Then, we rode the train into the city to see both Papa's office and Santa, at Macy's Herald Square.
The train photos are so precious.
They were so excited about that train. And the train after that one, and even the final train, on the way home (although one of them fell asleep, lounging across my lap, while the baby chirruped and giggled all the way back to our stop). They also loved Papa's office. They stood on the air return in the glass corner of his floor and exclaimed over the Christmas lights below, completely unfazed by the height.
And Santa, well let's just say that they were less happy about Santa. H was a deer in the headlights until the end of our two minutes with the big guy, when he told what he wanted and what G wanted. G had already been whisked off of Santa's lap and into my arms. Too traumatic. Here it is:
And this is officially the most mommy-bloggy post I've ever written. Can't help myself sometimes.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
white egrets walking across our lawn, hunched into their bodies against the wind. The light was definitely hurricane light, gold but dark. There was a bit of anxiousness on my part-- I hate it when I know something is going to happen, but not when it will happen. In the end, the winds were fierce, but we didn't get that much rain, and the whole thing had passed by the time we woke up Tuesday morning.
We were only without power for six and a half days. I spent much of the time looking for light: firewood, batteries, flashlights and candles, and (strangely) my iPad. My husband spent much of his time keeping us warm, setting fires and tending them. It's no surprise that all of my photos from that week are of different fires.
I loved sitting with my children and watching the flames, and I even mostly loved having them camp out on their mattresses in our room. Everything felt very slow and comfortable until my husband had to go away on business and it got cold, both on the same day. And then the kids and I skipped town, headed south to Virginia. Of course, four hours into the five hour drive the neighbors called to say that the power had been restored. Sigh. I know we had it easy, compared to those who were severely affected in the city and in New Jersey. I am grateful, and I think of those folks often. But I will remember Sandy as a dark and quiet time with some warm points of light.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Ravelry notes on the lamb costume. (The Gaydee the flying dog costume deserves a post and explanation of its own!)