It finally feels like summer after a visit to the lupines and buttercups. It was such an amazing day. The little one, perched on a log, picked every last buttercup in reach and they survived the transport around the park, to visit the bunnies, in a sweltering hot car to finally rest in a milk jug on the table. Sweetness. This morning he plans on making buttercup soup.
(missing the Nikon some which is currently being put to good use here but i’m getting back into having to move more with the 50mm. it is not a lazy lens)
Perusing older files – 2006;
Reminiscing – 2004 (34 weeks);
Amongst other things, little A is going to be a photo taker when he grows up. i tell him that he is one already. The Nikon D80 is a step up from his usual Sunday photo taking with the point and shoot but he fairs well and explores his creativity despite which camera he’s using.
it really isn’t the camera that makes the picture but rather the photo taker. Of course these are only my favorites of his growing collection of photos. i’m certain he would have chosen 6 others.
i’ve already linked to this article on my “about” page but in case you don’t venture that way on the main page i’m making it more easily accessible here and now. Read and get inspired with the gear you’ve got.
We’ve been to Maplewood Farm many times before but this was the first time exploring in such a big group (i don’t know how i managed to take all these photos without others in the back and foreground?). it was pretty fun running into our Waldorf friends left right and center on this fantastic field trip.The goats seemed less nosy than usual and more content to lie their full pregnant bellies in the sun while the wee little lambs huddled with their mamas in the barn. The bunnies were soft as ever though seemingly perturbed by the constant urgings to eat more more more. The chickens and ducks, on the other hand, could eat rather endlessly. it’s a beautiful place, this farm so near to the city, with it’s trails, bridges and duck pond. We enjoyed again.
little greens from our little garden – i dare any weed to just try and take root. we are at the ready, eager really to pull something up from the planted ground.
Little A and i were gifted these fun pancake molds (Thank you T!) and so the morning began at 6;30 with “it’s pancake day! Let’s get up.” I am so grateful for my full night’s rest because pancakes are always a little more messy than the usual hot cereal breakfast routine. It was well worth the fuss. The little one has been dancing and singing about pancakes and how good they were and what a great idea the shapes are and is now quietly writing out his version of the recipe we modified.
whisk together in a large bowl;
1c whole wheat flour
3/4c unbleached flour
1/3c stone ground cornmeal
2 tbsp wheat germ
2 tbsp cold milled flax seeds
a token pinch of granulated cane sugar
2 tsp baking powder
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp baking soda
pinch of each cinnamon and nutmeg
whisk together in another bowl;
1 and 3/4c milk
4 tbsp unsalted melted butter
a token drizzle of honey
3 large eggs
Pour the wet ingredients over the dry and whisk them together just until combined. Spoon the batter onto your hot buttered griddle – first one’s always the tester. Serve with fresh fruits and maple syrup. Delicious. I’ve cooked up the rest of the batter so we can warm them in the oven for snacks later.
We love the Children’s Festival despite the $expense$ and poor weather all week long. It is especially fun when friends come along to join in being both entertained and overwhelmed.
I don’t know why but Salty Sam is the highlight for Little A. The seagull is what he remembers, what he looks forward to and today he braved a high 5. I’m certain he’ll talk about it for months.
Amongst the regular stilt walkers and dressed up folk were a couple of hobbits who i thought were quirky and brilliant.
I came across this older photo of a small fire we built while waiting in line at the festival last year.