This one was called “Outlook”– part of a fantastic treehouse exhibit at the Tyler Arboretum.
Archive for August, 2013
The family goes for a ride on the Hershey Park Carrousel. Historical note: this carrousel was built in 1919 by the Philadelphia Toboggan Company.
from the Cemetery garden. The tomatoes are splitting from too much water, apparently, but they still taste pretty good.
The day our British friends left Cville for DC. Ah well. Perhaps the rain yesterday made them feel at home.
Sam enjoyed showing Anjali the hollow Tulip Poplar at Kemper Park before we made our way up to Monticello. It poured as we toured the house but later we got to wander the gardens in the mist. I can’t believe our UK guests are experiencing such a British summer while in Virginia.
Our first visit ever from UK friends! Anjali and Sam were so excited. Not a lot of sleep going on in our house tonight…
Sam has been eyeing the face painter at the Farmer’s Market for a couple of weeks now. Today she braved the chair, paid her own money and handled the transaction all by herself. She came out a very cute bunny. (Of course a little while later she complained that the paint itched and washed it […]
Sam spent nearly the entire afternoon with the homeschool group at Mint Springs building a snail habitat in the sand for the numerous snails hanging out in the water. This is just one part of it–Sam tells me it was a “private island.” Apparently there were also two orphanages, a hotel and a morgue. Everything […]
At family football night AC’s nickname (given to him by the coach and adopted by nearly ALL the kids) is “Bigfoot.” Sometimes also “Orange boots.” Here Sam gets the ball past Bigfoot and goes on to take a shot on goal. As I can never get past Bigfoot, I felt pretty proud of her. I […]
You never know who’s around the corner in our little Virginia city.
Sam and the broccoli seedlings enjoy some outdoor time on a grey day.
This is the cat Sam calls Brother. AC has lately taken to calling him Walter, after the title character in The Secret Life of Walter Kitty. That’s one of those picture books we must have read to Sam hundreds of times. We still quote the book to each other.