"A
Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the
week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause,
savor and remember."
Once upon a time, Isia and I were designing invitations, here, to get some neighbors together for some coffee and cake and planning. Because there had been whispers of a block party of a few summers now, but summer had passed much faster than our planning. We were not to be foiled again. There was going to be a block party. And then on Saturday, there was:
Did you notice the two bands? And all those music & community lovin' folk? (Over seventy in all!) There was also food on hand and lots of kiddos running around.
We sure do love our little people, and their ears too. Jess, lead singer of Beat Debris, brought a big box of ear plugs for all- especially the littles. I talked many a little friend into their ear plugs, so much so that Isia was still wearing hers a few hours after the bands had stopped for the evening (smile). Speaking of bands, a big thanks again to Beat Debris and Pick Up Parkfor rockin' the block! What great additions to our community, and amazing artists too!
As we spend more time out-doors, we bring more of it back in-doors within us. The grass I find as I sweep the floors. The sand that collects in pockets of clothing then spills out on the bathroom floor. The rosy cheeks and limbs that keep darkening in spite of vigilant sunscreen application. And, of course, rocks.
"A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember."
Sometimes projects come together quickly. I can envision them right away, and execute them as soon as I have the time. Done and done. Other times I have to dance with them awhile. And that is how it's been designing the invitations for our Isia's 3rd birthday. I wanted to include her beloved butterflies but all my attempts just kept looking so... cloying. So instead I doctored up a picture of Isia in Photoshop and gave her wings. Because who doesn't want to give their kiddo wings?
Now for the printing and sending off to family and a few of our little friends. And the deciding what to make her. As I've begun to sew more for her, she's realized that things are either bought or made. So she'll pick out a dress and ask, "Mama sew this or from the store?" And if it's from the store, "Who bought it for me?" She's going to keep me on my toes, this one. Maybe I need some wings too! (smile)
Where does a year go? It's never ceases to amaze when a little one in our life reaches this milestone. And these are pictures of our dear little friend Eliza; Once a little wrinkled bitty of a baby girl and now a walking, gesturing little girl. A little girl whom I had the joy to photograph as her first birthday quickly approached.
It's amazing to me as a Mama how long each season of babyhood seems to last- wrinkled to plump, laying down to rolling over, etc.- and then, poof!, it's all gone. Well not completely, of course, we still have our little ones to enjoy and the pictures to prove how little they once were. Because they might not believe it someday... and neither may we! (smile)
