tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345946172024-03-07T02:38:04.523-05:00turner front masher cherryVoom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.comBlogger334125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-26929036777152141032012-10-12T22:32:00.001-04:002012-10-12T22:32:43.039-04:00Today the Desert<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/10/12/2651.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/10/12/s_2651.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/10/12/2652.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/10/12/s_2652.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Tomorrow the Sea<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-33415822001136335792012-09-17T11:10:00.001-04:002012-09-17T11:10:48.221-04:00Returned<br />Vacation was hurry up, slow down, hurry up again <br />But there were moments of sweet happiness and for that I am grateful.<br />Here is a few snaps from this week.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/17/1031.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/17/s_1031.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Sisters<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/17/1032.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/17/s_1032.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Family<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/17/1033.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/17/s_1033.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Flower girl<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/17/1034.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/17/s_1034.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Models<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/17/1035.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/17/s_1035.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Grandpa's workshop<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/17/1036.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/17/s_1036.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Monkeys in the trees<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/17/1037.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/17/s_1037.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Parties<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/17/1038.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/17/s_1038.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Double vision<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/17/1039.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/17/s_1039.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Dessert <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/17/1040.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/17/s_1040.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Varallo's for Juno<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-15610437987018333222012-09-05T11:03:00.001-04:002012-09-05T11:04:00.063-04:00Simple<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/05/1036.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/05/s_1036.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />All day we stalled.<br />I stalled over dishes, laundry, <br />My attitude <br />They stalled with bike rides, Netflix & Legos <br />& we barely navigated the day<br />Around us<br />But finally at 5<br />We piled into the car<br />& drove to where the frogs reside <br />Net & buckets in hand<br />we meandered around the ponds<br />In our boots<br />Sitting in the sun, pealing oranges<br />Watching snapping turtles <br />Pop their heads into the afternoon light.<br /><br />It was there that we left our frustrations,<br />Mine at the foot of a tree in the elbow of a pond,<br />Taking deep breaths <br />& quietly charged anew.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/05/1037.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/05/s_1037.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/05/1038.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/05/s_1038.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/09/05/1039.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/09/05/s_1039.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-53758595773241981142012-08-30T08:24:00.001-04:002012-08-30T08:24:41.863-04:00PicnicSewed my heart out last week getting ready for Picnic.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/30/507.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/30/s_507.jpg' border='0' width='264' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />& it was so worth it. Not only did i happily sell a bunch I was visited by many frIends from near & far. So grateful to be a part of the picnic festival this year! <br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/30/508.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/30/s_508.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />My side of the "booth"<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/30/509.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/30/s_509.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Martha & I<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/30/510.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/30/s_510.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Heathers amazing folding vintage hat. Seriously folds like a fan and slips in your purse. Loved it!<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/30/511.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/30/s_511.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Ida Pearl modeling a bonnet.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/30/512.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/30/s_512.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Chris favorite vintage bicycle.<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-55662336977787735852012-08-24T10:13:00.001-04:002012-08-24T10:13:53.410-04:00All in a row<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/24/1099.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/24/s_1099.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />We are soaking up the last bits of August. Picnic, beaches, bike rides....oh my.<br />This morning I find myself in the park, yawning as I push swings. Gearing myself up for a bike ride home. Reminding myself its only 10am. It might be the case that summer is wearing me out.<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-45767158347386035012012-08-23T01:12:00.001-04:002012-08-23T01:12:02.531-04:00Back Porch Studio<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/22/3184.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/22/s_3184.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/22/3185.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/22/s_3185.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/22/3186.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/22/s_3186.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/22/3187.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/22/s_3187.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />I set up on the back porch this afternoon to get down to some sewing. I have a craft faire this weekend & I am short on stock. It was so pleasant to be outside, watching the kids play whilst doing my work. Nothing sweeter! <br /><br />My new-to-me machine keeps unfolding its grandeur. New tricks & tweaks are showing me how beautiful it handles. I have found a gem for sure. & I do believe I will keep stumbling upon them the more I experiment. <br /><br />For those curious it's a Nelco LaBelle Xonic, Made in Japan.<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-63534210190189304782012-08-20T01:25:00.001-04:002012-08-20T01:25:53.358-04:00Hero<br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/19/4849.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/19/s_4849.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />We set out early,<br />Milo found a yard sale in the neighborhood <br />And we all went.<br /><br />Among many fun things they had<br />A bread machine, stellar art supplies & books<br />I stumbled on a sewing machine<br /><br />You see, <br />My machine,<br />I have treasured.<br />A gift from Pat, whose no longer<br />With us<br />& being sentimental & all<br />The machine is important to me. <br />I learned to sew, <br />& create like I have never done.<br /><br />But the machine has<br />Been worse for the wear,<br />The handle for the presser foot recently broke<br />And every time I sew<br />I am jabbed in the fingers by jagged metal.<br /><br />Its crossed my mind <br />Perhaps a new one?<br /><br />& low<br />There was one. <br />Undervalued by its owner<br />I got it for a song....<br />& with a bit of tweaking<br />By my hero above....<br />I was sewing by the evening. <br />How sweat it is.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/19/4850.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/19/s_4850.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-11643606917498237502012-08-16T00:25:00.001-04:002012-08-16T00:25:57.416-04:00Afternoon Office<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/15/3587.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/15/s_3587.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-48973832846393341982012-08-13T10:47:00.001-04:002012-08-13T10:47:07.457-04:00Backyard Harvest<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/13/817.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/13/s_817.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Mint, pole beans, pepper, squash, broccoli, oh my!<br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/13/818.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/13/s_818.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Wounded butterfly on Milo's pole beans<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/13/819.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/13/s_819.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-56015775591412676922012-08-07T13:08:00.001-04:002012-08-07T13:08:00.360-04:00Anger, part one<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/08/07/1904.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/08/07/s_1904.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />He melted down on the beach<br />Literally his mind steaming, <br />Face blotched and red, <br />Smoke pouring from the holes he bore in me with his eyes.<br /><br />Each crash of the waves echoed <br />His smashing of rocks & boards on the sand.<br /><br />He was letting me know, I don't like it. Not.at.all.<br /><br />It was the beach. A new one to us. He hadn't realized when we left, we were headed elsewhere. <br /><br />We paid the price, he & I <br />Doing an angry opera on the beach<br />Flaming mad at one another,<br />We scowled and screamed,<br /><br />He climbed the rocks <br />Swinging a bit if rope like a whip<br />Letting his exhausting anger go<br /><br />I let mine wash away through my feet,<br />Pour out of me like a sieve <br /><br />I finally found him <br />Lying on the trunk<br />Of a tree, gazing out at the <br />ocean,<br />I wrapped my arms around him and the trunk, told him we could leave now.<br /><br />Defeated, he consented.<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-82816552292569196112012-07-31T00:27:00.001-04:002012-07-31T00:27:29.666-04:00Bonnets<br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/30/4888.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/30/s_4888.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />As of late my life is filled with bonnets.....<br />I consider this a good thing.<br />Also unrelated, a skunk has taken up residence in our yard. This makes for interesting night time yard visits. I have spotted his furry self ambling about quite a few times. Chris even met him at by the compost this evening. <br />I wonder what it means to have a skunk appear in your life....<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-15061832779557283252012-07-27T20:41:00.001-04:002012-07-27T20:41:18.279-04:00Setting the tone<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/27/3662.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/27/s_3662.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/27/3663.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/27/s_3663.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/27/3664.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/27/s_3664.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/27/3665.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/27/s_3665.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />In an effort to be calmer, <br />With my life<br />With my children<br />I decided to set the tone.<br />Lay out our day like an eight course meal.<br />With much silliness & little surprises at every turn.<br /><br />It went well.<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-3899848173711246622012-07-27T20:37:00.001-04:002012-07-27T20:37:02.679-04:00Collections<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/27/3644.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/27/s_3644.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/27/3645.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/27/s_3645.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/27/3646.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/27/s_3646.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/27/3647.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/27/s_3647.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/27/3648.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/27/s_3648.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/27/3649.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/27/s_3649.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-3617336721094483502012-07-18T00:47:00.001-04:002012-07-18T00:47:07.485-04:00Letting Go<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/17/4587.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/17/s_4587.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/17/4588.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/17/s_4588.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Yesterday we had target practice. <br />Retrieving the bow & arrows from the basement & <br />Making a target.<br />It felt direct, to gather<br />Frustrations and pull each arrow back with intention<br />& to let go. <br /><br />Letting go of all our <br />Anger,<br />With one swoop<br />My anger is gone,<br />Dinging the side of our makeshift target,<br />Therapy indeed.<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-9078028139666493042012-07-17T00:21:00.001-04:002012-07-17T00:21:01.007-04:00::plip::In the grand tradition of foraging in Maine during the exquisite summer months, we went blueberry picking up in Hollis. <br />Plip is the sound the blueberries made in our emptied yogurt containers. Just as Sal & her Mama went picking on Blueberry Hill with their tin pails in the story book "Blueberries for Sal" we all three had our yogurt pals and instead of Kerplink, Kerplank, Kerplunk....we had a bit of a short plip, plip, plip and then as the bottom of the pail filled it was quite silent.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/16/4982.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/16/s_4982.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />It was my first time blueberry picking. We had met some friends initially at a great patch and the children played together, but it grew hot quickly andeming beneath the tall shady pines. <br />The kids enjoyed the swimming & not long after our friend led us back to the blueberry patch and we quietly entered the woods, just the four ofii<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/16/4983.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/16/s_4983.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />It was lovely and quiet there. We picked another quart full and feasted together. We speculated on what we would do with our berries. Maybe pie? Blueberry pancakes? Perhaps smoothies.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/16/4984.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/16/s_4984.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />We wrapped up & tucked our forray in the cooler bag to keep. I hope the future will mbring more picking & excitement for us all. <br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-27255317186615293012012-07-11T20:59:00.001-04:002012-07-11T20:59:11.263-04:00Sights of summer in Maine<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/11/3640.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/11/s_3640.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />The primrose patch in the garden<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/11/3641.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/11/s_3641.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Winter Street blooms<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/11/3642.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/11/s_3642.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Milo's garden surprise<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/11/3643.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/11/s_3643.jpg' border='0' width='276' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />VW at the beach<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/11/3644.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/11/s_3644.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Mime in the square<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/11/3645.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/11/s_3645.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Rosa belly dancing in the park<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/11/3646.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/11/s_3646.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Mama made attire<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/11/3647.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/11/s_3647.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Sidewalk lobster bake<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/11/3648.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/11/s_3648.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Tide rising in the morning, Freeport<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-42515490557046572852012-07-09T20:30:00.001-04:002012-07-09T20:30:58.316-04:00Lately<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/09/3851.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/09/s_3851.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />New duds<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/09/3852.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/09/s_3852.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />An unexpected find<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/07/09/3853.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/07/09/s_3853.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Flowers from the garden<br /><br />I call that a good week.<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-83642670105745542052012-06-30T01:07:00.001-04:002012-06-30T01:07:32.049-04:00The art of the sale<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/06/29/3800.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/06/29/s_3800.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Make something cute<br />& hope they like it!<br /><br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-20908521745503788882012-06-28T16:25:00.001-04:002012-06-28T16:25:38.746-04:00Cryptic<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/06/28/2667.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/06/28/s_2667.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/06/28/2668.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/06/28/s_2668.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/06/28/2669.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/06/28/s_2669.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/06/28/2670.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/06/28/s_2670.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/06/28/2671.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/06/28/s_2671.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Spent an enjoyable time<br />Roaming the International Cryptozoology Museum, <br />Gazing at replicas of mermaids, yeti, giant squid<br />My ever curious children peppered me with questions.<br />Can we touch this?<br />Why is there a microwave?<br />Is that real?<br /><br />The museum curator was friendly and informative,<br />Giving us many details<br />& assuring us that Santa does really exist.<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-28203240967142945582012-06-27T21:28:00.001-04:002012-06-27T21:28:14.842-04:00Late night<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/06/27/3376.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/06/27/s_3376.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Spent the past few nights, up late sewing in the studio. Listening to the Cure station on Pandora and letting my mind wander. <br />It has done my soul good to spend time alone with myself. <br /><br />A friend wrote today about being home all day with children. Being a full time homeschooler & a part time working Mama I know the necessity of having time alone. Time to think, to follow my own interests, to be with other adults where I am not a mother, but myself. It is vital for me to have that time, I feel like my cup is full after and that I can carry on accordingly. <br /><br />I am grateful to have support to be able to do that. I wish every Mama out there gets the bit of time they need, because being a mama is one challenging journey. <br /><br />Felt inspired by Milo's new found interested in the pen whistle....<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/06/27/3377.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/06/27/s_3377.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />I made him a case. <br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-27711161310390507642012-05-25T09:37:00.001-04:002012-05-25T09:37:08.019-04:00Capture<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/05/25/1432.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/05/25/s_1432.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/05/25/1433.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/05/25/s_1433.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/05/25/1434.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/05/25/s_1434.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/05/25/1435.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/05/25/s_1435.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />We've had a busy week.<br />A visit to the waste water treatment plant,<br />Saw two wild turkeys courting,<br />Caught tadpoles,<br />Participate in penny whistle recitals,<br />Caught up on laundry<br />Built woodland shelters<br />Saw a puppet play<br />& many laughs with friends.<br /><br /><br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-4157152658251901822012-05-09T22:35:00.000-04:002012-05-09T22:35:10.366-04:00eight<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
He turned eight this past week<br />
& I still can't stop gazing at him.<br />
<br />
This past lifetime I have become utterly altered.<br />
No longer can I not feel the gravitational pull of<br />
their heartbeats.<br />
<br />
& it began with him.<br />
<br />
& he grows.<br />
<br />
Grows on and on<br />
limbs extending,<br />
hair growing and falling over his beautiful eyes.<br />
<br />
and his legs<br />
the never ending extension<br />
of his youthful exuberance.<br />
<br />
& he is serious.<br />
& curious.<br />
<br />
I can only ever hope to answer all his questions.<br />
<br />
& right now, he loves me. <br />
& it is easy. So easy to be together.<br />
To follow his whims,<br />
to experience life & welcoming boyhood adventures.<br />
<br />
& sometimes he likes to hold my hand. <br />
But easy to let go,<br />
and than come back again.<br />
<br />
That is what I will hold onto<br />
& take with me into these future lifetimes<br />
where I will always feel the pull on my heart.Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-23614529517247906652012-04-29T22:08:00.001-04:002012-04-29T22:08:06.054-04:00Through the window<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/04/29/3688.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/04/29/s_3688.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />I have waited all winter for these blossoms....<br />They make the kitchen pink & fill me with a warm glow<br />That I can take with me <br />Next winter when the bare branches blow<br />& threaten to knock the glass. <br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-68172910039360647372012-04-17T14:19:00.001-04:002012-04-17T14:19:00.703-04:00Goodness<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/04/17/1796.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/04/17/s_1796.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />We watched as he<br />Sang his heart. <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/04/17/1797.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/04/17/s_1797.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />& let it bounce his reverential light <br />On the ceiling <br />& find a place in our bellys<br />Where it was warm.<br /><br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34594617.post-54060685874565192622012-04-16T18:14:00.001-04:002012-04-16T18:14:46.302-04:00Walkabout<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/04/16/2392.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/04/16/s_2392.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/04/16/2393.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/04/16/s_2393.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/04/16/2394.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/04/16/s_2394.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/04/16/2395.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/04/16/s_2395.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/04/16/2396.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/04/16/s_2396.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/04/16/2850.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/04/16/s_2850.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />A springtime stroll<br />Is best enjoyed by a stop at the local bakery. Bread & butter enjoyed by all.<br />Voom Voom Vedahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095573381798383709noreply@blogger.com0