The Banana and The Devious Snail were off to camp. YaYa and I waited for Mr. TOF to finish baseball practice, and then we thought it would be a great idea to get fried chicken from the grocery store and take it to the beach. Unfortunately when we arrived at…

I’ve been frightfully neglectful regarding my yard this summer, and even the container garden on the back deck has been suffering all season. However, the lavender plants that winter indoors and then move back outside at the end of May are in full bloom right now, and they smell so…

Recently Dr. Peds was sitting on the futon in the family room, and I was sitting on the giant bean bag, the library tote bag next to me filled with children’s picture books that I had requested on hold. Dr. Peds looked up from his phone. “What are you doing?”…

This may have been the most ridiculous Sunday Night at the Beach this summer! The Banana drove the van with Dr. Peds in the driver’s seat, and YaYa and I in the middle seats. (It is so strange to sit in the middle of the van!) We decided to go…

Unfortunately my photography website had been down for several months because of issues with my hosting company, so last month I ended up rebuilding a website with a different platform and with a different hosting company. It was a bit of a learning curve to figure out how to make…

It was an all girls night at the beach. These two decided they would like to go to the last entrance of the sandy beach, and The Banana drove there and back. Dr. Peds was dropping off Mr. TOF at camp, and the Devious Snail sadly declined to join us.…

Our local rowing regatta took place last Saturday. It was a beautiful day for rowing! I drove my rowers down early in the morning and then hauled my lawn chair and bag of supplies over to the shore of the harbor next to the boathouse to be a super-spectator until…

Truly, one of the most pleasant sounds in my life is listening to The Banana practice her harp. I keep saying it, but wrong notes just don’t sound wrong on the harp. I know practically nothing about the harp so I’m never tempted to holler practice advice from two rooms…