Day Seventy 2012

Grandson Knox is 3 months old and loves to play in his crib. He watches his mobile and listens to the tunes it plays and talks and coos. He's got a ton of energy. His little arms and legs are in constant motion; he's a blur in these pictures. His grandpa and I get the biggest kick out of watching him. I was a distraction to him with my camera in his face. I told him, "Get used to it, kid."  

Day Sixty Nine 2012

Is it live or is it Memorex? They do look real, don't they? In my quest to find a replacement for my little stackable lazy susan that I keep my spices on (mine is caving in after all these years), I ended up at Big Lots today, thinking surely I'd find one there. Unfortunately, no such luck. Instead, I found these very lovely and oh so fake hydrangeas. Even though the spice caddy would probably have been more useful, I figure my house needed a little springtime eye candy. 

Day Sixty Eight 2012

It's Spring Break for my grandpeeps, Shelby and Elijah. They were hanging out with me today--first time I've seen them in a week (how that happened I have no idea). They managed to find ways to amuse themselves. Good kids.

Day Sixty Seven 2012

I was sitting on my front porch swing late this afternoon, enjoying some of this gorgeous day, when I noticed the shadow of my wicker rocker on the side of the house. Is it just me or does this look like some kind of happy monster with big googly eyes and a goofy smile? Made me smile.

Day Sixty Six 2012

Earth 's crammed with heaven...
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes.
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I wanted to take off my shoes this afternoon and settle underneath one of the lacy green willows growing around the pond where my mom lives and soak up this little piece of heaven. No one could have asked for more perfect weather today. The cherry trees there are blooming, too, and a couple of geese were on the bank of the pond, probably enjoying the wind and the sun and the sky as much as I was.