Puddle jumper.
Just look at that face. You already knew what she was thinking the minute she saw it.

Enough said.

Naught to say.

Naught to say
But the flower leaned aside
And thought of naught to say,
And morning found the breeze
A hundred miles away. ~ Robert Frost

Wish fuzzies.

"Make a wish" she says blowing gently on the dandelion clock, watching as the seeds are swept up in the breeze...

Where does the breeze take you?

Happy Mother's Day!
Just wanted to wish you all a wonderful Mother's Day. Off to spend it with my Mom.

i hope you will go out and let stories happen to you...

...and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estés

Hope you all our enjoying May and have a wonderful Mother Day's weekend ahead.

Wordless Wednesday.

Tuesday's thought.
If there is any secret to this life I live, this is it: the sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can, & there is nothing more to it than that. ~ Story People

Happy.
Sometimes its the small things in this crazy life that really make me happy. Like the fact that I am 34 years old, and my mother still knows that a pair of funky rainboots would make me so happy. She's just the best. (Thanks Mom, I love you).

And, they were just perfect wearing them out in this rainy, spring weather taking pictures and not worrying about wet, muddy feet.


Yes, happy that I can be out there discovering pretty things among the raindrops.

She's eight.
Today she turns eight. Eight?? Wait.... eight? How can that be? I know every parent says how time flies, but it is really so true.

So today, we celebrated by making banana splits. We went to the grocery store and gathered all the makings for really good banana splits.
It also helps when your Daddy (back in his high school days) used to work at the local Dairy Queen and can show you the right way to cut the bananas and make the "perfect" birthday banana split.
Can't forget the cherries on top!
Oh yea, and the whipped cream. Lots and lots of whipped cream. Straight out of the can. She can do that.....because it's her birthday.


And, he can do it just because it's not his birthday. Happy eighth birthday sweet baby girl.