Sunday in Review… (3) Observing Nature
From one of Mother Heidmann's flower pots. The lake. A rose next door. Kumquats. A berry-laden climbing plant beside the car port. Cactus flowers. Leaf, by Nettie. (:) ... a…
From one of Mother Heidmann's flower pots. The lake. A rose next door. Kumquats. A berry-laden climbing plant beside the car port. Cactus flowers. Leaf, by Nettie. (:) ... a…
Scenes from before dinner... Joe and Jake goofing off together. Megan creating a b-day card. Paul's Aunt Jan & Uncle Jim. Paul with his Aunt Betty and her brother/his dad,…
Sunday morning was a quiet one around the Heidmann domicile. I stayed home with mom, who was needing to take it easy after her rambunctious week of doctor's appointments, and…
There aren't many constants in this world upon which you can rely with absolute, unfailing certainty, but one of the few I've found is that when The Boy gets a…
Since his birthday fell on a shopping day, it was only fitting that Paul choose where he wanted to dine before enduring the endless horrors of Costco. He has always…
Happy Birthday to my husband Paul, a man who is... and so much more. (He's also 44!) ~*~*~Happy Birthday, Sweetie!!~*~*~
Over the past couple of weeks, The Boy has been observing his sisters enthusiastically embrace their new instruments, with a sense of bemusement, thinking, as he has told me, "What…
Today began much as other Saturdays have done, with Paul taking the older girls to shooting practice, while I remained at home to shepherd The Boy in preparing for and…
This afternoon heralded the passing of a legacy from one generation to another. Laurent received her first cello lesson from her grandmother, on the same instrument Oma began playing as…
I'll be honest... I have no interest in this Superbowl, other than cheering the fact that there are no team dancers this year. That's awesome. Keep it about football, people. …