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Tag Archives: Ginna
~:: My Very Large House ::~
I have written about this before, the strange and expanding nature of my very large house. It starts with a cluster of not very large rooms. Like these two, with a boy standing on the seam between them. And like … Continue reading
~:: Lessons We Learned in St. Fe 2 ::~
In the land of the Riders of the Purple Sage when you live with Big Brothers who have adventures, but you are small – very, very small – a lot of your life is just – sitting around. Oh, you … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Gin, HappyHappyHappy, Journeys, The g-kids, The kids, Visits
Tagged Ginna, Max, Sandy, Santa Fe
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~:: Back to Santa Fe: pt. 1 ::~
This is a photo of the one day Max and Gin were able to spend with us in our own house. If I do say so myself, I have caught them both brilliantly. The next day, they drove away with … Continue reading
~:: Déjà vu ::~
I have sold myself into service; into slavery have I given myself up: to a pair of dark puzzled eyes, to a pair of bluish-greenish-grayish eyes, to great round eyes filled with a roguish and innocent delight. Children – the … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Gin, Journeys, Knit Stuff, Making Things, The g-kids, The kids, Visits
Tagged Ginna, knitting, Max, sadness, Sandy, Santa Fe, work
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Now we pause for a word~
In the last month – heck, in the last week—Cam’s house finally came into his possession (which means that Char’s came into hers), our bedroom was finished so we could move back into the rest of the house, and I … Continue reading
Posted in Gin, Images, Just life, Just talk, The g-kids, The kids, The outside world, Visits
Tagged Ginna, Max, Santa Fe
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): Sweet Sorrow :(
Airports used to be in my blood. We were always flying free, my family – to see the Missouri grandmothers, to have our teeth done in Chicago (my dentist uncle), eventually, to visit Paris when I was fourteen. I used … Continue reading