I was on a quest while on vacation to take some good photographs of my mother all by herself.  It's always fun to take good photographs of my mother, because following my mother around with my camera and various different lenses really drives her over the edge.  And driving your…

Three kids. Six Glowsticks. One Dark Garage. Fifteen Seconds. A lot of crazy dancing, spinning, twisting, flying, and screaming and maniacal singing.   One brilliant Grandma Kathy with a before-bedtime vision.   (The orange sticks were for Mr. Sneaky Pants.)

We're back,safe and sound, and happy to nestle into our own house again.  I've spent the day unpacking suitcases, putting things away, doing laundry, and teaching lots of students.  I have many neat pictures and stories to share about our trip to North Dakota, but I can't seem to focus…

I'll be away from my computer for the next ten days or so as we visit family.  Happy Easter!  Hopefully I'll be back with some fun pictures to share!  

We've moved on to duct tape, since we're out of masking tape.  Nothing stops my costume making friends.  Mr. Sneaky Pants used it in his battle ax yesterday, and we made a handle for a cardboard shield with the gray sticky stuff today.  

I got home from chorale rehearsal on Sunday night just in time for my husband to answer the phone.  It was Dot, saying she'd be at our house in ten minutes.  Surprise!  She's on her way to work out in the wilderness again, and was able to spend all day…

Long ago, when we lived in Bismarck, our neighbors had a little girl one year older than Sarah.  The little tyke was a prodigious bicycle rider (she understood the gross motor concept of pedaling at a very, very early age) and had a small bicycle of her own that the…

While I was lazily lounging around reading a book in my cozy bed this morning, my costume makers were busy making robot outfits out of some recycling supplies they came across in the garage.  They were very elaborate, actually.  Sarah's had leg holes, and a series of buttons that could…

As we were snuggling up in a fuzzy fleece blanket yesterday morning, Mr. Sneaky Pants and I were discussing two large black crows outside our patio door who were scrounging around for birdseed dropped on the ground by our resident messy squirrels.      Me:  What kind of food would…

It's creating some problems, but you can't deny that it's beautiful.  If I hadn't been getting soaking wet, my camera and I would have been out there much longer.