I think the reason I've been posting so sparsely this year is that it's very difficult to post pictures. I don't have a way to do it at home, and getting to a library or friend's house seems to pose a challenge with my schedule...so many stories I haven't told you as a result.

This weekend I'm going up north with my aunt Jen and cousin Kelly. I am so looking forward to their company, and seeing Mackinac Island again.
The smells: leather, lake breeze, chocolate, fuel, lilacs, horses, cedar, pine trees...
The sounds: buckles jingling, hooves clomping, bicycles ringing their bells, boat horns, music, lapping waves, seagulls..
I can't wait. I'm bring two books; one that I've been trying to get through for months and hope to finish, and another (a novel) that I may start if I get through the first one.
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When Willow was three years old and you asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up, she would say without hesitation,
" A pilot. I'll fly planes."

Today I asked Ginger, now three, the same question. She answered without hesitation,
" A Seagull Monkey."

Two girls, two temperaments, both dead serious about their answers.
I love it. ;)