not very mind blowing, but nevertheless Looking Down… hmm maybe i should go back and do Stairs too… is that cheating?
anyway… this is a photo looking down the stairs in my house and hanging there on the railing is a quilt, my mom made that for my grandma and when we lost my grandma last year, my aunt sent the quilt back home with me to california. i knew as i unpacked it that it would be living there on my railing. i see a slightly modified version of this view from my office as i work each day, and on even the worst day i can look at that quilt and it connects me to so many family members, even though they are all far away in one way or another. some day if i have a bad enough day, it could even come off that rail to be wrapped around me, but so far just the thought of those hugs are enough. i don’t really have a lot of bad days 🙂
it is an extra bonus that the quilt is purple and teal. those are my favorite colors and the quilt my mom and i made for me as my first foray into quilting is also purple and teal. and as a parting thought, a picture of my grandma with her quilt, i love that face 🙂
this is not a great picture, it was taken with a cell phone a few years ago… i have been wearing my hair in a mohawk-esque cut for many years now, but i don’t actually ‘mohawk’ it except for halloween or other costume related reasons. while vacationing in missouri back in 2009 my niece thought it would be entertaining to french braid my hair. it caused much laughter and is one of my favorite family gathering memories.
distance. the distance between my parents and me… i live in california now, and they live where i grew up in missouri.. i love where i live, but hate how far i have to go to see my family. i need a star trek transporter, or something to close the gap
another from the archives… i haven’t eaten breakfast here in a long time, but there are few better places to eat breakfast than sitting by a campfire on the Current River. camping with my parents is something i love to do, but since we try to time our vacations with holidays to get the most family bang for our buck, the camping trips are few and far between.. not many want to camp along the river for Thanksgiving dinner 🙂
i didn’t actually eat lunch today, i wasn’t feeling well, so i skipped lunch and worked through. nothing sounded tasty so i didn’t bother. so without a lunch to take a photograph of, i delved back into my photo archives for something appropriate. this is a delicious piece of pie from the Orange Blossom in Ellington, where i had a lovely lunch with my parents and aunt and uncle a little while back when i was ‘back home’ visiting. i love to spend time with family and it seems like every visit home is usually such a whirlwind of quick visits her and there it was nice to sit down to a meal with my aunt and uncle and catch up and visit a little over a leisurely lunch and then a delightful dessert. This blueberry pie was my mom’s choice, i had an amazing strawberry cheesecakey deliciousness, and dad went with his old standby pecan pie. we enjoyed it all so much that my aunt (who’s aunt owns the restaurant) boxed up another slice for each of us to have that evening for dessert.
there is nothing like family, but a good dessert doesn’t hurt 🙂
I don’t remember when i first heard this song, i think it might have been my grandparents, or perhaps a record they let me listen to when i was finally a big kid, old enough to put the needle on the record myself with no scratches. i recall an album complete with lyrics on the insert paper. bicycle built for two, buffalo gals, inchworm, were these all on the same album or is my memory mixing things up all these long years later. i wonder where that album is now, i have a record player and can imagine many rainy days curled up on a couch with a book in my hands listening to those songs, there was no repeat or shuffle, you listened through and then either turned it over for the next set of songs or listened to the shhh,shhhh,shhh as it continued to spin after the music was done.
BUT! i digress, this post it about my inchworm, i have no marigolds, so he is measuring some pretty pink flowers, and i hope that he will indeed go far. i cannot see an inchworm or hear the word inchworm without this song floating lazily through my head
for your reference in case no one else knows the song here you go…
Measuring the marigolds,
Seems to me you’d stop and see
How beautiful they are.
Inch Worm, The (1951)
Music Written By: Frank Loesser
Lyrics Written By: Frank Loesser
Current Publisher: Frank Music Corp.
There are a lot of people who make me happy, but one person has done it consistently for the last 20+ years… and i hope will continue to do so forever…
we will be celebrating our 23rd wedding anniversary this fall and each day our relationship gets better and stronger.
i love this photo challenge, i don’t always get out and take a new picture, but there is something equally special about going through older pictures and remembering special people and special times.
my new great nephew, Parker. he is kind of cute, don’t ya think??
His Uncle took this picture, but i absconded with it since i am too far away to take a picture myself. He is just under a month old. I think he should come to California and visit me.