Originally published in May, I thought this post pretty enough and relevant to how my pictorial story is unfolding to republish. Enjoy
We celebrated Fiona’s arrival last weekend with a few close friends.
An opportunity to share her and entertain. I’d forgotten how much we enjoy throwing a party. And I wanted to prove that I still have it. Even with the wee Fi hanging off me, I managed to make most of the food ahead of time. And decorate enough to make myself happy.
Terry, Fiona, and Me
Mark and his Aunt Barbara
Aunt Annette and Uncle Paul
Eamon got some presents too while Fiona was a hot potato
Fiona was the Belle of this Party
Eamon read to little Carolina from Super Diaper Baby
Pegeen and Caitlin
Shelly with her daughter Ginny and Gayle. Red headed babies!!
Lamb chop puppet from Lisa. Eamon grabbed her up and eventually made her annoying.
Daisies, Stock, Solidago, and Waxflowers were the base for my arrangements.I made the ceiling treatment from the darling paper lantern I got at Bella Luna in Rehoboth and the vintage lanterns which hung in a tree for our wedding.
So Many beautiful pink cards to add to the decorating. They are everywhere.
And Miss Pegeen got THE outfit. So now I have to stage the photo shoot.
And the perfect Christmas ornament from Miss Amanda.
Stolen idea from Decor8, ribbons on the light fixture.
And a last swag of this thrifted fabric that screams girl
We are so grateful to the powers that be to have given us both a beautiful daughter and a charming handsome son. And that we have so many to count us as dear friends and we them. And happy to have our house looking so dapper. Because there’s no surer way to get to all those tasks done than have a party. And to get some leftovers. And your kid clothed. And a fence built. And… Mark’s 50th is in October! Party Girl is back and she’s got a protegé.
Plants are like friends, they’re here today and gone tomorrow.
You enjoy them so much when you have them.
They are part of the landscape.
And as seasons change and life choices are made, you suddenly realize that the plant/friend you used to see here or there just isn’t anymore.
And all you have left is a picture of when and where it used to be.
I lost my Gaillardia this year. Otherwise known as a blanket flower.
Common as it is, I still miss it’s happy colorful little face spilling over the short stone wall at the end of the walk. I might be able to get another and replant it there but it will never be the same.
Thank you to all my friends past, present, and future for making my gardens and my life happy and fun places to be.
Your presence will not be forgotten.
The last week ( and a half) of June, found us doing stuff.
We visited with friends and their dogs.
Took a closer look at critters with shells.
Mugged for the camera in front of an El Camino at Target.
And picnicked at the park, lunched with my blog group gals,
And attended my sister in-laws baby shower where Cousin Ava got to poke Fiona.
When Emma is born (pregnant sister-in-law not shown), they’ll have their own girl gang.
I had to puzzle out and download a new Google calendar to view on my phone.
And Mark and I lost at least four pounds of fat collectively on the “If it’s white, it’s not right” diet. I’ll share more on these soon.
Eamon had his second and third piano lessons. Wolfy Eamondeus Peachzart,
Mark called him this morning. And Eamon officially swam under water while blowing bubbles out of his nose.
We also said goodbye to a very sweet kitty who left this mortal coil under mysterious circumstances. Rest happily Indigo.
Here’s to the next month being more fun with less bummers.
I love books. I love to escape into books. They’re like a free vacation and I even think of them as friends. Who can argue the pleasure of a free vacation with a friend. When you find a good one, you can’t wait to return to that good feeling you have being there.
Last week, I actually had a conversation with a librarian about allowing oneself to read a book. I haven’t read a book in a very long time. Somehow I have wandered far far away from that pleasure. Yes I had a baby and have been busy. But here’s the real reason why.
The library lady and I agreed that sometimes we think that we haven’t earned the pleasure of the relaxation which reading provides. There’s some sort of labor to fun budget going on. We needed to have accomplished more for the reward to read.
So the 2 plus 2 of it is, I punish myself for being unproductive and don’t allow myself to have a friend? How mean is that.
The trick here is also to have the book that grabs you and drags you in so fast you didn’t see it coming.
Happy Summer reading and I hope you are not not reading. I feel lame when I receive the notifications from Goodreads but I’m also glad to see my friends enjoying their book “friends”. I have a book next to my chair now. Wish me luck.