With Uncle Jeremy’s wolf looking Meeko tied to her sled, Grace was in for a wild ride.
A house full of Grandparents were on hand for “Mouse Hunt”, Isabel’s winter recital piece.
Always last, he’d wait until the all clear was given from below… “Clarke”! At that he’d drop in blasting down the run faster than any sled could carry him.
Three snow days, and over two feet of snow, make for one great backyard sledding run.
A sneak peek from the annual Granddaughters photo book. Should be available for gift giving by December 25th.
Clarke turns 4 today. He was pretty excited about the squeaky squirrel toy, and his new collar, but was feeling like a four-legged fire hazard in the girls decorations.
Happy Birthday Clarke!
Last night the study group reconvened. Still productive, but with a furry follower.
Nikon D3, ISO 2000, Nikon 85mm f/1.4, 1/500sec @ f/1.4
Took lots of photos at last weeks gymnastic meet… can’t seem to find many to share however. I’ve noticed it before, but the lights in many gyms are some form of fluorescent. No problem other than the color of the light cycles with AC current. As a result, photos taken a split second apart will have very different colors.
An oddly productive bedtime study group.
After Isabel took Clarke to the mailbox in the daylight saving darkness, he went missing for a few minutes. Looked outside, called his name, offered a treat… no Clarke. Turns out he was stranded in the mud room, restrained by his leash like it was tied to an old oak tree.
Isabel takes candy collection to the next level.
Rocked out at the Blue Man Group show last night… Isabel partied on 7-up and popcorn, then passed out on the floor. She’s still sleeping, so hopefully she won’t be hung over
A pre Halloween hay ride had the girls in full costume today.
Grace’s pre-bar salute… a perfect 10.
In my eyes a 7.4 seems pretty close to a 10.0… Grace however, seems to disagree. Her disappointment was short-lived thanks to an uncle, auntie and quadruple grandparent turnout. Thanks for coming everyone!
Isabel moves to music in her head and rolls with a style all her own.
A generation ago, a little girl from Motley, Minnesota played a flute in her grade school band. Today, a little girl from Duluth, Minnesota plays that very flute, in her grade school band.
A recent post on the Strobist got me thinking about my little used and long forgotten reflector. It’s simple, inexpensive, and in some situations, makes for some beautiful light.
Isabel waiting for her piano lesson in St. Scholastica’s Tower Hall. Image taken and uploaded directly from my phone ~ amazing!
Built with big earrings, pony tails and a single pink block.
Isabel’s new piano piece arrives just in time… happy halloween
Brushed out the neighborhood trail this past weekend. Afterwards, the whole crew made first tracks.
Already 3 weeks into school, Grace works to balance homework, 4 hours of gymnastics twice a week, and band practice (flute)… I don’t worry about her falling, rather finding time.
Despite the serenity here, the clock is ticking. Reading calendars, tracking minutes and the worries of a 5th grade Type A have begun. While Grace likes to read, she does so with a timer running ensuring she meets the 20 min requirement.
Worry over her success I will never… over her worries often.
Nikon D3, ISO 400, Nikon 24mm f/1.4, 1/25 sec @ f/1.4.
You’ve likely heard it takes 10,000 hours of practice to achieve mastery in a field. Well, I know this welder guy who put his 10,000 hours in like 40 years ago… and he’s still welding. So if you’re a master after 10,000, what are you after 100,000?
Hot and humid for back to school week.
Yes already… exciting, depressing, but they are cute.
ps. check out those mother approved kicks on Isabel
The cedar grove flanking our campsite was a great place to enjoy a good book, or in dad’s case, a good nap.
or so it would seem… If you look really close you’ll notice a white cord going from my ankle to our canoe camera left.
Wednesday was a day trip over a short portage and a couple miles of water to Gordon lake. Sightseeing and a swim filled the near perfect afternoon.
Isabel took to the trees this BWCA trip. She ate breakfast and at least one dinner from this Cedar perch.
Nikon D3, ISO 200, Nikon 50mm f/1.4, 1/125 sec @ f/2. 10 shot pano (my wide-angle lens was buried in the portage pack)
For our family, summers end is usually highlighted by a late August BWCA trip. This year was no different, we paddled nearly 10 miles, portaged 350 rods (a bit over a mile), and slathered on two bottle of bug dope over 5 days. The note we found on our final portage however, was something new…
Other than funny, I have no idea what that expression is.
Happy Birthday Ben!!!
ps. Grace was a bit tongue-tied tonight… It took her three takes to get her lines right; the “I got it!” at the end is in celebration
Went climbing with the girls today for the first time. Or rather, the girls climbed, and I worked as their belay slave. In any case, weather was perfect and somewhat surprisingly, they really had fun.