Holy carp, can you believe she's 11 months old today?
Nope. Happy .917 birthday, La Squeak!
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Holy carp, can you believe she's 11 months old today?
Nope. Happy .917 birthday, La Squeak!
Long-time lurker delurking.
A favorite spring day: One Easter Sunday when I was 9 or so. We were at my grandparents' place in the Sierras, and my mom took my brother and me on a hike while my grandfather hid Easter eggs. We saw a doe and her fawn.
Thing I'm looking forward to: The Avengers, Mutants and Flipper at the Fillmore on April 8. No time like the present to relive my youth!
Oh, my gosh. How does one pick just one spring day? I can remember hunting Easter eggs at my grandparent's farm, picking strawberries for shortcake, grinding away at the handcrank ice cream maker for the best strawberry ice cream ever, being small enough to climb the pear tree without being yelled at by grandpa and the watching the goldfish in grandma's fish pond float lazily along. But, I can't tell you if that was just one day or a number of different days that all blend into my feeling of SPRING! It's SPRING, NOW!
As for looking forward to something, there's a flamenco guitar concert the end of next week that I'm looking forward to. It's a form of music I fell in love with in Spain. And, oh! That's another cool Easter memory. Watching the local folks dancing to the Sevillana in the town square. Gasping at how high they could toss each other with a blanket held by a dozen people. And running like hell behind the highest barrier when they let the bull loose. Oh, yeah, Easter in Arcos and Vejer, not something to be forgotten.
I've never liked spring. In New England, spring is wet and muddy and cold.
But those few weeks before summer fully appeared, when I could finally feel the sun warming my skin--when the summer birds start singing me awake in the morning?
Oh yes.
I just got the following message from Cass:
Am in Portland. Am applying shower, fire and wine. Should be human tomorrow.
Yay for Cass! I'm sorry I missed her this weekend.
I have spent the whole afternoon translating old English law things into Modern American Research Assistant.
I just got back from visiting the nephews. We gave the baby a bath, where he splashed me repeatedly, he threw food at me at dinner, and then he tried to bite when I told him he couldn't climb on the dresser for the 20th time in a row. It was a blast! He's the cutest 14 month old ever.
Perfect spring day? That'd be a year ago next month. Holy carp, can you believe she's 11 months old today?
Which reminds me... we need more pics of the little one. She has such an amazing face.
1) Favorite spring day? All of them. Spring and fall days are the absolute best. In Denver we really only get about five of each but I love them more than chocolate.
2) Something I'm looking forward to.... In the next month? A mini vacation with a bunch of friends at a villa in Akumal, Mexico. Really looking forward to it.
I can't think of a favorite Spring day, and we don't have any special plans to look forward to this month. I should probably change that.
Nicole, that place looks awesome! Take lots of pictures and bring us all back a cabana boy, 'k?