It was about 14 degrees but my app said it felt like 2 degrees and yet the sun was out and the sky blue.
I’d just arrived from Pittsburgh. The roads were clear so I made it in about 3 1/2 hours to Clintonville Ohio for lunch with Charlie and Laura.
They’d just pulled into the driveway and we were going inside to warm up. He loves the snow.
Just noticing the difference in the light in full sun and then on the back porch deck in the shade.
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.
Yesterday three of my grandchildren, Michael, Jack and Maura met their new baby cousin Joseph.
Their mothers are first cousins as their mothers are sisters so their offspring share a great grandparent!
Michael, Maura and Jack are first cousins once removed to baby Joseph’s mother but are second cousins to her son Joseph.
It can be confusing -even looking at the chart
To my Dear S.I.L. James
Hope you are having a great day today!
Birthday and vacation!!
Your mittens (to accompany the handknit hat) are almost complete. Promise.
Love, your M.I.L.
p.s. Artwork by Addie Cheges
After dinner out, Steve and I drove the three grandkids to Morningside neighborhood to check out the Christmas decorations.
Saturday morning I photographed the pancakes and put the iPhone on the table. Maura said, “what’s that camera noise?” Henry nuzzled the open camera app and captured the red tablecloth. Maybe a smudge of butter on it that drew him to the circle at the bottom of the screen.
Shades of Rothko? Definitely abstract.
And here he is taking up most of the bed while I’m visiting for the weekend.
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.
Saturday afternoon, my sister and I were walking back from Battery Park with three of the grandchildren.
The kids were running ahead on the Dog Free Zone boardwalk.
We bumped into this wedding party taking photos so we doubled back to the concrete walk along the Hudson River where I took a quick picture.
The female attendants had to be freezing.
The Schuylkill River. Philadelphia.
On my way back to Pittsburgh from New York after a nice Thanksgiving holiday with the family.
Here’s a shot taken Monday through a train window- #43 The Pennsylvanian – as we crossed over both the river and the Schuylkill Expressway.
My parents lived in Philadelphia 12 years but I lived there for only one of those years. A flood of nostalgia as the train rolled into Philly.
There are interesting place names (how about Wissahickon?) you don’t find anywhere else in the country. The river and expressway name always was hard for me to spell correctly. It’s that extra “L” in there. Turns out it’s a Dutch word meaning “hidden or skulking creek”
Saturday afternoon. Taken from another Staten Island Ferry.