Archive for April, 2011
Sam and I watched highlights of the royal wedding this afternoon. She was, to put it mildly, fascinated. Afterward she disappeared upstairs for a while, then emerged dressed in her own regal garb. “Mommy,” she said, “I am a Duchess too.” Then she waved that tightly controlled, fanning wave she saw Kate and William do […]
Last year on April 28 we found three dead sheep on a hike in the Scottish Highlands. Sam remembers the dead sheep. Is this going to be one of those memories she carries from childhood to adulthood? I wonder. This year on April 28 there were no sheep, dead or otherwise. But Sam did draw […]
It’s been a long time since we’ve experienced a proper thunderstorm. They just don’t happen in the Bay Area. I think we had thunder once in Brighton last year, but it was short lived. This storm has been raging all evening now. First there was distant thunder. Then wind. Then a LOT of wind. Then […]
Whether or not gardening works out, Sam just might have a career as a writer of Chinese restaurant menus.
Our first hike in the Blue Ridge Mountains this year was to Crabtree Falls. Turns out these are the longest falls east of the Mississippi. I can believe it after a Very Vertical (1380 foot elevation gain) 1.7 mile hike to the top. “Holy Cow” as Sam would say (and did). Gorgeous views. Muddy rocks. […]
It says it’s cracked corn, but it’s not: it’s compost for our garden plot. One of the families who comes to my weekly French class runs a small farm. They offered to barter some of their produce in exchange for French lessons. So last week I got paid in eggs and honey. This week it […]
“Miss Wonderly” finally gets to unwrap the elusive black bird… and I go to an adult party for the first time in many years. Of course it was a book group discussion of The Maltese Falcon, but hey… there was wine AND chocolate chevre. Definitely my kind of party.
After reading about early humans and their tools in Early Humans (Dorling Kindersley), Sam wanted to make some weapons. Later, armed with a spear, she hunted all her plushies and roasted them in the middle of the living room.
AC flies his foil kite at Darden Towe Park in Cville.
Sam leads Aunt Skip and her father in the “fin” move from her swim class.
Look who we picked up!
My view from the “Observation deck” of Sam’s new swim class at the city pool.
in mid-April, a few days before a certain someone’s birthday?