Easter flowers in August

Last spring, the Easter Bunny brought each of us a packet of seeds (and soil and peat pot) in our baskets.  We got them planted a bit later than intended, and then transplanted them outside into the flower barrel even later than that.  But I’m happy to say that 3 of the 4 flower types have bloomed, and are gorgeous!!  (The 4th type, pansies, are growing nicely, but haven’t flowered yet.)


Miss D grew sweet peas.

Miss D grew sweet peas.


Miss S planted a poppy mix.

Miss S planted a poppy mix.


Hubby planted nasturtiums.

Hubby planted nasturtiums.


And I planted pansies.  (Note, though, that these aren't the ones I planted.  These are a few that spring up in the lawn every year.  :-)

And I planted pansies. (Note, though, that these aren’t the ones I planted. These are a few that spring up in the lawn every year. :-)


I love having flowers!  They make me happy.

Dinner and a science lesson…

I admit, I love when life and learning so obviously collide.  A couple weeks ago, the hubby went on a caribou hunt.  Both he and his hunting buddy were successful.  We are part of a community harvest group, so the meat will be split with a few other families.  The hunter gets to keep any desired organs, so hubby brought home the heart.  It proved to be a great science lesson, as Miss S was fascinated learning about the anatomy of a heart.  We’ve watched a few videos, and looked a few diagrams, but nothing beats the real thing!  And that heart will make for a delicious, hearty stew later this winter.


We followed up the lesson by grilling the caribou tenderloin for dinner.  Yum.  :-)

Room with a View

Well, not a room exactly, but a playground.  Last week while the hubby was gone, the kids and I spent a little time at one of the local playgrounds.  It was a spectacular day…sunny, 60s, with a hint of breeze.  The girls ran around playing, M-man napped in his car seat, and I did some brain puzzles and gazed at this view.  Just a few phone snapshots, but you get the idea!


The Hook

So, I live in a little town at the end of the road in Alaska.  Homer claims to be the ‘Halibut Fishing Capital of the World’.  (This is the perfect place to insert a photo of the sign proclaiming such…the photo that I keep forgetting to take!)  Homer also likes to be artsy.  Every so often the fishing and the art cross over.  One such instance was the erection of a new sculpture out on the spit.  It is a big metal hook.  Yup, that’s right.  A giant halibut hook.  Placed right between the road and the bike path, near the boat harbor, so everyone can see it.  A big metal hook.



Sometimes I just don’t understand art!

(Side note, when they first put it up, it was hollow and vibrated crazily whenever the wind blew, which is almost always out on the spit.  So, they drilled a couple holes and filled it with cement.  Now it doesn’t vibrate.)

The beginning of the end. Already. Again.


Local lore has it that when the fireweed blooms to the top, summer is over.  That means, when the fireweed starts blooming, the end of summer is in sight.  I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned it before.  The last few years it has seemed way early.  This year, it seems to be more normal, but I’m not ready for it.  (We’re still coming out of that newborn fog….the little guy is just over 2 months old now.)  Last time I was in town, I’d noticed the brilliant fuchsia flowers, but was thankful they hadn’t started yet up where we live.  Then, a few days ago, I saw the buds on the plants edging the yard.


It had just rained, and the sun was just starting to burn through the clouds, so the green was intense, making the contrast all the more vivid.  The fireweed have started blooming here now, too.  Already.  Again.  On the bright side, that means it is time to can some fireweed jelly!  On the less bright side, it means those veggies I never got planted just aren’t going to get planted this year.  (Unless I find the time to make a glass-topped box to try some cold crops in?  With a 2 month old, an almost 4 year old, and a 6 1/2 year old.  Right.)




It sure is pretty though.  And it will only get more so as the blooms open, and the bright color suddenly appears where ever you look.  Even if they are like a ticking clock.  The end of summer is approaching.  Already.  Again!

Muddy baby feet!

This weekend was the annual Mud Games, in which the wallow is dredged of weeds and flooded to make lots of ooey-gooey delightful mud!  The girls are covered head to toe, having enjoyed sliding down the bank into the mud, and and the hubby looks like a mud statue, having encouraged all the kids to completely cover him.

Even little Mr M joined in the fun this year.  He dipped his feet, contemplated them for a while, and then fell promptly asleep.

Contemplating his muddy feet!

Contemplating his muddy feet!

(Bonus, you get a photo with me in it, too, which doesn’t happen very often!!  Thanks to my friend Dalena for snapping a few photos with my camera while I helped the little guy in the mud.)

Another gratuitous baby photo!

Just because I have a moment at the computer, and an uploaded photo of the baby.  :-)

Just hangin' out, man.

Just hangin’ out, man.

A few baby pics

These are a week or so old now, but so it goes in a household with 3 kiddos, one less than 6 weeks old.  :-D  Enjoy!

babyM1 babym2

The green & white blanket was made by my dad for the little guy.  Thank you, Dad/Grandpa!

Protected by the animals

Just over a week after we brought our little man into the world, he was resting on a blanket while the girls stared at him.  (They were – and still are – fascinated by him.)  I took a minute to do something like use the bathroom, or grab a bite to eat.  While I did that, the girls decided he needed more to look at, so they lined the edge of his blanket with stuffed animals.  It was cute….and for some reason the thought occurred to me that this little guy may always have the protection of animals.  I don’t know if it is a hokey thought, or something inspired, but the thought sticks with me.

We are blessed.  :-)


Exhaustion! Chaos! Crazy! We got it!

In the space of 48 hours, our little man was born, and hubby was offered full time work, which he needs to do a lot of paperwork to prepare for.  Needless to say, our lives have been a little chaotic the past week.  In a good way.  At least, it will be good once we are looking at it from the other side!  For now, it just feels like overwhelming chaos!


But did I mention that our little guy arrived?  Happy and healthy!

And hubby has a work offer?  Good things come to those who persevere.


I haven’t disappeared….just caught it a cyclone of newborn, his older siblings, sleep, food, and diapers.  :-)

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