Saturday, November 9th, 2019

I burn scrap wood, contemplate the futility of it, & spend time photographing flame.





















Friday, November 1st, 2019

After Hallowe’en

This year’s house for the Candy Faerie—




is hidden somewhere around here—






Tuesday, October 29th, 2019

Portraits of Iris & Akiva (Watercolor)

Dan came to visit! We don’t have any photos of him because I’m going through a camera-lazy phase, but I did manage to take some photos of artwork produced during his visit. Iris sat first for a portrait (the date on the portrait is incorrect), & then Akiva sat in the same location. Iris, being older, sat for quite some time. Akiva’s ability to sit is a bit wigglier and thus he sat for a much shorter duration of time, but nonetheless he managed to get two portraits painted of himself.


Iris on the couch, illustrated by Dan—




Akiva on the couch, illustrated by Dan—




Akiva on the couch, illustrated by Iris—


Saturday, October 26th, 2019

Girls Jumping the Cord (Jumprope)

Tuesday, October 22nd, 2019

Tucker (Watercolor)

Tucker, trees, rabbit burrow, sky:




Closeup of Tucker:


Friday, October 11th, 2019

Hiking Friday @ the Waterville Trails


This is my Iris. I love her with all my heart.




Iris loves me, too. She also loves trees.




Iris also loves her brother, tho you wouldn’t always know it.




Iris is cautious. Akiva is daring.

Iris has endurance. Akiva is impulsive.

Iris is devoted. And so is Akiva.




Being together enables them to do things that they might never do separately.




Iris writes Akiva’s name in pine needles.




Then she writes her own—





















We stay in the woods until the sun starts yawning and fluffing its pillow, ready to go to bed.




When we get back home— which is not too far away— Martin & his father are working on the siding.




This is the end of Martin’s 2nd week off work, so they can use all the help they can get.




Akiva works as hard as he usually works.




“Hi, Papa!”




…did I ever tell you the story of how we finally settled on this color of yellow?


Saturday, September 28th, 2019

Johnville Bog & Forest Park (Hiking Friday moved to Saturday)

Lately, every time we go to Johnville Bog, it rains. This time, we try to be prepared.

Upon arrival, the children check the weather. We might be prepared.




Some might think a bog an odd location for viewing autumn foliage, but that is likely because they are looking up.

I love the bog in all seasons. In autumn, I hear my friend Sunshine’s voice in my head:

“In Fairbanks, autumn happens on the ground.”

The Johnville Bog & Forest Park is a little slice of boreal forest in the Eastern Townships of Quebec.




I take some overcast portraits of my always adorable children—




& #2




Then I head on, head down. Akiva is also head down.

Unlike his sister, he does not always enjoy walking.




But I take this opportunity of slowness to keep my eye between the cracks.




The light is low. My focus is off. I can’t get close enough. I wish I brought a tripod.

But I never bring a tripod: it is difficult to carry both a tripod and a 50 lb. child.




Cottongrass hovers in the spruce grove.




Pitcher plants nestle among mosses.




Mosses snuggle between the cracks of the decaying boardwalk.




In a boreal forest, autumn happens on the ground.








Monday, September 23rd, 2019

Autumnal Equinox Bonfire

After the lighting of the fire, Iris leads us in song.




Then ceremoniously, we each add wood to the flames. Toss!








Huzzah! Toss!








…and it burns.


Sunday, September 22nd, 2019

Papa on the scaffolding

By Iris.

Watercolor & crayon on paper.






Saturday, September 21st, 2019

Akiva plays in the sandbox with his dumptruck.

By Iris.

Watercolor & crayon on paper.