It was time for Grandma (AKA Froo Froo Ruthie) to go home.
My car was packed and I’d left Mark and Erika’s house to head to James and Laura’s house. About a twenty minute drive. Had to drop off the cast iron griddle gift left by the couch.
Drive back to Pittsburgh.
The one thing I didn’t really do on Christmas day was take any photos. It’s hard to be a participant AND a photographer simultaneously.
It can interfere with your living in the moment and enjoying those you are surrounded by. A camera can be a barrier, a distraction, an annoyance to others- sometimes I’m unobtrusive and candid and they ignore me…..but I said to James and Laura I was leaving and the one thing I didn’t get was a family photo of them at Christmas. And I’d really like to get one of their family I’d gotten Mark and his family on Christmas eve in the usual spot after church.
Okay, get Penny a milkbone biscuit. And Charles got an animal cracker/cookie.
Bribery. This group family photo will just take a sec, a little tasty bribe….. OOPS
Penny’s nose was right at the level of Charlie’s animal cracker.GULP. One big bite for Penny. And in the second photo you can see how Charlie felt about losing his snack.
We’ll get that family photo another visit. Thanks for letting me try.
Anna made me a pop-up card in art! I’ve always loved the engineering behind pop-up books and cards.
The best gifts- handmade with heart.
thanks Michelle W at WordPress for the suggestion of stockings hung by the chimney with care –Weekly Photo Challenge anticipation
Needlepoint c.1974 by Bobbie, my sister-in-law
Handknit Snoopy stockings by a woman named Jane G in Clarion PA 1981
Saturday morning, I hung the ersatz garland up in the front hallway and positioned the ornaments so the fronts were visible. The little embroidered dates on them surprised me. Some of my friends were serious counted cross stitchers (Aida!!) I was more of a dabbler. Focusing on smocking and knitting when time allowed although Laura wasn’t born until ’83 so that explains why there wasn’t a mouse stocking with her name on it.
A surprise gift from my sister from Arundel Ladies Booth.
My friend Joanne knit the tiny sweater years ago
One ornament from my needlepoint phase
Maura finding the Hot Air Balloon Ride meditation on YouTube
Had to consider do I post a photo “peopled or unpeopled”?
Aunt Mary, Michael, Maura and Jack look across the Hudson River to New Jersey. Documenting the Thanksgiving vacation, saving memories of a childhood experience for reference.
Magic turning a pair of red heeled worksocks into a Sock Monkey
Note: have to work on the stuffing so it isn’t lumpy
To Do: hand sewing and face embroidery by daylight tomorrow.
Wishing you a happy birthday and remembering the day you were born.
Laura and Charlie enjoying the crunch of the leaves at the playground this morning.
I tried to be an observer, not a participant. Watched them play together. Just kept shooting, trying to be unobtrusive.
Kept my distance and sorry I didn’t have a zoom lens.
It was a happy time. A joy to watch Charlie have fun in the leaves.
The bear hat doesn’t quite fit right but old grandma will knit another one.
Big slide, the swings, finding a shadow, mommy hide behind the tree trunk, throw the leaves, kick the leaves, stomp and crunch pick up a big stick.
No shortage of games and activities.
He was trying to master the balance beam, figure it out. Too hard but the fact he was trying was something to watch.
One direct smile at old Froo Froo Ruthie.
Yes he knew I was there! Hard not to notice that sock monkey who sits on the 24-70 lens.
Back to the car. Good bye playground. See you soon.
Author Dorothy Kunhardt
Illustrated by Garth Williams