Sunday, June 25, 2017

Who Does Josie Look Like?

Justin, 1978

Folks often ask about (or seem to see) family resemblances in babies. I'm no different -- to me, Josie looks like her father when he was a baby. For all I know, she may look like Claui too but I haven't seen pictures of Claui as a baby.

Ethan, Vicki, and Justin, 1978
Justin sees the resemblance but points out that Josie is prettier . . . 

Claui and Josie
You be the judge . . .
John and Justin, 1978

John and Justin, 1978
I'm off today for  week of teaching at John C. Campbell Folk School. I should have internet access but one year it was down. So don't be worried if I don't post.

As always, I hate to leave home for fear of missing something. My big pink Oriental lily(I think it's a Stargazer) is about to bloom --for the first time since I planted it two or three years ago.

And, of course, Josie. She is changing so fast -- beginning to interact with me and really lock eyes. She had a little spell of looking as if she was trying to talk when I was talking to her and making faces. And she smiles!

A week is so short -- for me it's just a blip in the 3, 862 or so that I've lived so far but for her right now, it's one fifth of her whole life.

I can't wait to see what she does with it! 


Saturday, June 24, 2017

Friday, June 23, 2017

What and Where?

An assortment of strange life forms on the ocean floor?

A collection of odd mineral formations in a recently discovered cave?

A collection of growths on the floor of the Senate? Beings that function without hearts, enabling them to cut taxes for the wealthy and drive up the profits of the insurance industry while cutting health care from the most vulnerable?

 Nope, it's just the cream of asparagus soup that's been lost in the back of the refrigerator too long.

Whew! For a minute I thought I spotted Mitch McConnell!

Seriously, if you are opposed to this disaster of a health bill, let your Congress critters know, loud and clear.

(Yes, I hear you -- first a giant spider and now this. I'll get some Josie pics up ASAP.)

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

As the Great Wheel Turns . . .

I know I've posted this lovely poem by Mary Oliver before but here at Solstice, it bears repeating . . .

The Summer Day

Who made the world?
Who made the swan and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean --
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down --
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?

Monday, June 19, 2017

Josie's Flower Window Quilt

As promised yesterday, here are some closeups of the group quilt presented at the shower. It's been in the works since December -- with me hobbling through the fabric store as soon as I was able to walk again and sending out squares of fabric (and threatening messages "For the love of god, don't say you'll participate if you can't get your square in on time...") to friends and family who'd indicated a desire to produce a flower square for the quilt.

Friends and family performed magnificently, executing their chosen flowers in various mediums (counted cross stitch, acrylic, embroidery, and/or applique.) And, for the most part, squares were returned in a timely manner before I had to get really fierce. (In organizing a group quilt, somebody has to be the bitch -- and I can do it.)

Link to more close ups HERE

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Unabashed Baby Worship was Going On . . .

photo by Renee

Yesterday my friend Sue and I hosted a shower for Josie at Sue's house. The guest of honor slept through much of it.

photo by Renee

There was lots of food -- with a Southern theme -- cheese biscuits, chicken salad, pimento cheese, black-eyed pea hummus, to mention a few, and three desserts.

And still she slept -- there were any number of willing baby holders.

Photo by Renee

There were presents galore . . .  from a tiny hand-carved wooden spoon to books and stuffed animals, hand knit western wear, several quilts . . . and even a SnotSucker (yes, this is really a thing.)

And then there was The Quilt -- the 'surprise' wall hanging quilt made for Josie by friends and family. (The only surprise would have been if there hadn't been one but we maintain the fiction.)

I'll do another post on The Quilt tomorrow -- with up close pictures.

At last Josie awoke and took some nourishment.

She then stayed awake to entertain her admirers.

She is changing so quickly . . .

More and more personality . . .

HERE's a link to a web album of more photos from the party. (I think it works now -- and I've posted the album separately on Facebook.)