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Candles Sans Wind

My youngest has turned a year older. Hard to believe that the years have been going by so fast. I could swear the other day that she was just coming home from the hospital and now she is venturing into the world of missing teeth, no naps and grade school. I am proud with a wee smidgen of sadness thrown in. I am hoping that all of the little girl years do not fly away quite so soon. I have not yet begun to get in my quota of hugs and snuggles. I don't want to miss out on them.

Happy Birthday Boo-boo! Mommy loves you.

Sign of the Times

Live Happley spotted on the door of a garage by the side of the road.

Branching Up

I seem to be obsessed lately with taking pictures of branches. Not just trees mind you, but the way their branches curve. How they reach towards the sky and sway in the wind. As if they are performing some sort of rite. Dancing like mad, trying to wake the earth and bring forth spring.

Drawings: Harry Plopper

By le Artiste on the computer using the paint program.
Captured on a cell phone, then photographed by me.

Dark Times Ahead

Well, they are getting dark if you talk to my husband. For me it is all a matter of my oldest growing up. He views it as a reason to start polishing the shot guns, I view it as a rite of passage.

Yep, le Artiste has has begun her first round of the party/sleepover circuit. Just one more push towards being a teenager.

Me, I am very glad that she has so many friends who share the same interests and hobbies. I know that growing up I was quite separated from other individuals. Mostly due to location and lack of being more mainstream in my ideas and actions. Now it is okay to be yourself and to have individuality and not have to be just like everyone else. Thank goodness.

I appreciate my daughter's uniqueness and her strange kooky ways. And I am proud to say that she gets them from her mother. So I will keep ferrying her to and from such-and-such a gathering, party or sleepover. With a glad heart and a wee bit of sadness. After all, my little girl is growing up too.

Sign of the Times

Pathetic Medic van spotted at a car dealership.