ohio in june

Town square-Neil Diamond cover band-multigenerational dance party

We document ourselves as Great Grandma looks on, bemused.

One-girl-band. Pine cone xylophone hootenanny.

As long as K's is still serving up deep-fried cheeseburgers, all's right with the world.

Washing Dishes, Girl Holds Forth

The girl's new favorite phrase: "In the grand scheme of things..." She has no idea, of course, what it means. She was so busy playing with suds and talking to herself as we washed dishes the other day she forgot I was there. I eavesdropped shamelessly. Here's how it all breaks down, according to Anna.
 

“In the grand scheme of things it’s not you or us, it’s milk and water and a pan, and the grand scheme of things will come and we’ll think about everything.

In the grand scheme of things it’s water who fills up and drinks.

The grand scheme of things is hot and not cold.

The grand scheme of things is all the brushers and the bowls. The sponges are not beware-ing of water.

The grand scheme of things are bowls of water that we fill up with guitars."

impromptu 3 1/2 birthday half-cake party with willis and gracie

in and out of the weeping beech (with bulldozer and siren soundtrack)

Peak Lilac Season at the BBG

I'm such a sucker for lilacs. I mean, really, today, it was enough to make my head explode. We had a sniff buffet and got lilac drunk and had to lay down.

And then there's this vale of bluebells. They look much lovelier than this picture. It kind of hurts to look at them, all gathered around the dark tree trunks.

But mostly we were here, in one of the only Brooklyn patches of long grass a city kid can roll in. And make deer nests.

And stalk things.

And run and run.

a good day...

has bikes...

and pies...

and water...

girl kicks butt of virus

two weeks later, Anna's back to her wily ways. here she is last week preparing for a (much despised) nebulizer treatment - good tunes and deep breathing make many impossible things seem possible. so glad to have the rascal back in action!