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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
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
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
Oh, give me a home –
Okay, home from church and dinner, consisting of a GF grilled chicken breast and left-over basically broccoli soup (where did that word come from, broccoli? Does it sound French to you? Latin? Old high German? And that spelling? Somebody made … Continue reading
The new addition –
A few minutes ago, G announced cheerfully that today, M had been gone eight months! Only he was wrong. He had it wrong. Nobody around here is allowed to round up anything relative to time passing—time is only what it actually … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Gin, Horses, Just life, Memories and Ruminations, Seasons, The g-kids
Tagged Frazz, Horses, snow, tractor
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Two-fer
In honor of the fact that Gin is HERE, or has been (who has time to post things when they could be hanging with the angels?), and that it was kind of her birthday, we hauled out the ancient garland … Continue reading
Having Negotiated the Skies
I do not hold with trend these days of children going away. Growing up, I am all for. It’s just that moving out and moving off stuff that I am having a hard time with. … Continue reading
The East, part 10: The Great Cupcake Project
It started at the grocery store when we ran into a very attractive idea: icing in a can. It even included tips – star, leaf, ribbon and writing. The only way we were going to justify taking that can home … Continue reading
The East, part 8: City Snippets
As we walk and drive Providence: Another Normal Tower. I believe this is a Baptist Church, just a block or so away from the house, and across the street from the toy store. Interesting that the door is red. Years … Continue reading