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Category Archives: The g-kids
The Great Journey~ Pt. 1
I love recording things here and sharing images. But sometimes it’s really, really hard to find enough lag time during the actual living part to allow you to step out and write things up. I’m not even going to try … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Gin, Images, Journeys, The g-kids, The kids, Visits
Tagged Gin, Going places, Max
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Strangers in the back yard
Two little things before the stranger story: 1) G’s famous whole wheat pancakes: how I want some of these right NOW. 2) And why I keep talking about legs and gross things: Yucky, huh? This is actually not some poor, … Continue reading
Posted in Images, Just life, The g-kids
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Frazz and the mirror eyes~
There are two places where I always end up feeling nervous and small. One is the airport. When I was young, my dad worked for TWA, and we’d always fly standby – free to see my grandmother, cousins. The catch … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Gin, The g-kids, The outside world, Visits
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Frazz and the Slithering Tails
On Friday, I suggested that Frazz might want to go outside and play. We have a great yard—trees and rope swings and hills and little forests. I had visions of myself propped up in a lawn chair with a book, … Continue reading
Frazz and the Exploding Pony
So much to write—so little time. When the Gin set comes to visit, all of the family together, Frazz cannot touch the horses. This is because he does not want his mother’s head to explode. Or her eyes either. Or … Continue reading
Brave Max
This is Nice Max . . . champion of dogs who need to go OUT, friend to stuffed animals, the comfort of his mother’s old age. This is Brave and Strong Max. VERY strong Max. This … Continue reading
July: not just fireworks
It’s not easy to write about life at the same time you are living it. What did Wordsworth say? Poetry is strong emotion as recollected in tranquility? Yeah. Tranquility. A poet who was obviously not a mother. Because I … Continue reading
Posted in Epiphanies and Meditations, Family, Images, Just life, Texas, The g-kids, The kids, Visits
Tagged Dad, family, Gin, grandkids, Keven
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Kind of a Stupid Day
1. Morning: Max slept here last night, but Ginna did not – as she had to pick Kris up at the airport. And G has sessions all day, and Chaz is sick. So I need to be the one who … Continue reading
first spring –
I always wait till there’s not enough light to shoot decently by, and then neither one of these wiggly people will hold still enough. But you really do have to shoot forsythia in spring – it’s heart-healthy. Traditionally, I shoot … Continue reading
There may be alien cultures who (that?) . . .
. . . would not find this child irresistible. On another planet. Far, far away from me. Grandson the second. And friend. Straight out of the tub. No gel. Cute or what?