I think these photos turned out well! Of course, they are digitally enhanced to be all pink and purple. The originals look fine too, but for some reason I decided to just play these up to look ethereal and fairy-like. Enjoy!
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Each class (collectively) played an instrument; Hannah’s second grade class played the xylophone. They played very well, if I do say so myself! Other classes played handbells or chimes or recorders. I still didn’t get to meet Hannah’s music teacher, but I look forward to meeting her sometime soon.
The children also sang songs and they were very pretty. I was so proud of our girlie. It was fun to be a part of the whole gang of parents watching their kiddos show off their talents. Hannah kept asking me, “Were you guys proud of me? Did I do good?” We assured her she did well and she would just give us that big beaming smile.
We drove around after the program and looked at lovely Christmas lights on homes in the surrounding neighborhood. What a blast! A police officer told us about a really nice area. And sure enough, it was absolutely breathtaking, the whole block and a half, practically, was lighted up more than Times Square. I felt like I was in a fairy tale, a wonderland. Hannah said twice, “Boy, that policeman sure was right! He knew these lights were pretty! He sure was right!”
Sunday, December 9, 2007
When I'm too tired to write much, I'll just try to post a photo or card. Let's see what I dig up.
I think my BFF will like this; she enjoys fairies, even had a fairy flower girl at her wedding. :)
I submitted this one to a rubber stamping magazine, I think, but never heard back from them. Oh well, I love it anyway!
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
After the restaurant, we toddled off to our favorite park to feed the ducks. John and I happened upon this park recently, which is nice and quiet and not as many people swarming the trails. It has its own lake/pond, just the right size, which the ducks claim as their own and voice this possession quite loudly when you dare veer toward their shoreline. Of course, they’re full of forgiveness and proclaim a great “Welcome” when you come with breadsticks in hand, to share with all. And the all may include everything from Moe, the loudest white duck known to man, to Eeny, a little slip of a thing, and Meeny, the resident (docile) goose who stands nearly as tall as my 7 year old, not to mention some seagulls who also share the shoreline.
No sight of the Great Blue Heron, which I love to see flying across the lake. I envision him as looking down on the ripples, the cormorants, the fish and yes, those wacky, quacky, uncouth ducks, and proudly reigning over his domain, as if King. I call him Blue Yonder, for it seems as if he’s always in a restless search to fly into the blue yonder. A regal, stately bird is he, that’s for sure.
One-and-a-half Olive Garden breadsticks don’t last long, so it was off to home soon. But not before we made a side trip out to see the guys flying their model airplanes with engines so loud, you were positive a 747 was hiding behind a cloud. The guys were having a wonderful time. They created their own models, built simply with foamcore/foamboard, and engine, and transmitter. Very neat, we all were entranced, and eagerly scrambled over when the planes had landed, to gawk a little closer. The “pilots” were very nice and let us examine the aircraft more closely.
We skipped--well, the girlie and I did, while John strolled a manly stroll—back to the car. Time to go home and play with the bunny, craft a little, and work.
Over and out!
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Sunday, December 2, 2007