There is a reason that Lorinda and I were drawn to each other 20 years ago.
A week or so ago, when she emptied out her pockets on the way out the door, she had a piece of broken pottery with a cool glaze, a pistachio, half of a clothespin and a blue bottle top.
Have I ever showed you my junk jars?
They're full of exactly that kind of treasure. (You can click on the pictures to see more detail.)
These are her beautiful boys.
We had a good day together at the Chicago Botanical Gardens. I held the small one's attention for a little while by showing him his own picture.
He'll break my heart one day, mark my words.
Raising the Yurt, part two - It was February when we visited Ken and Adriane at Two Girls Yurts in New Hampshire and put the plans in motion for this yurt to be built and raised on Jun...