Having technical difficulties with first birthday invite, but these are 2, 3, and 4. 3 was supposed to be ponies at Verrill Farm, but it snowed so we wound up at our house with Silly Willy.
A lifetime (so far) of birthday parties – #1 for Whit was monkeys, #2 was a tabblo postcard …
Kendall’s engaged! Yahoo! Mr. Trip Foster, welcome to the family.
(photo is from senior year houseparties – tragically long ago)
Grace’s 5th birthday party
It’s that time of year again! Fingers crossed that this year it doesn’t snow, as it did on Grace’s third birthday party (forcing us inside: twenty three-and-under children in our house – never again). The birthdays at BB&N are heavily clustered in the fall and Grace and I are spending every single weekend for the forseeable future attending at least one birthday party. Many of them are totally OTT. I’m pleased with the relatively low-key nature of an open tent on a working farm and donuts and coffee for refreshments. That’s the only downside to a 10am party – you really can’t serve alcohol in good conscience!
That’s me last night: if I’m anything, I’m kinetic.
I know some people think using quotations evinces a fundamental lack of creativity. That might be true, but I still love other people’s words. A few from today.
“There is only one story of our lives and we tell it over and over again, in a thousand different disguises, whether we know it or not.” – Pam Houston
“The mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be ignited.” – Plutarch
“The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.” – Eden Phillpotts
“Life gives us what we need when we need it. Receiving what it gives us is a whole other thing.” ~ Pam Houston (this has long been a dear favorite of mine)
“How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.” – Annie Dillard
“Life: It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.” – Diane Ackerman
“I do not want to arrive at the end of life and then be asked what I made of it and have no answer: ‘I acted.’ I want to be able to say: ‘I loved and I was mystified. It was a joy sometimes, and I knew grief. And I would like to do it all again.'” – Liv Ullman