More fruits and fairer flowers
Merry Christmas!
I hope you had a happy Thanksgiving. We certainly did.
The weather was so beautiful that before dinner, our family went to Elmwood Cemetery for a photo shoot.
It's relatively rare for my entire brood to be home at the same time.
Andrew was here for exactly twenty hours, so we had to work fast.
I wanted some pictures of all four of my kids together.
"Why Elmwood Cemetery?" You may be thinking to yourself.
And perhaps you are also thinking: "They're She is really weird."
All I can say is, it's very tranquil there. Nobody bothers you or gets all up in your business.
Plus, we enjoy the scenery.
Speaking of which, aren't my girls exceptionally lovely?
There I go bragging again. But I think a mother should brag on her kids! If your own mother will not brag on you, pray tell exactly who will?
I like it when mothers brag on their kids. You can brag to me about your kids at any time and I promise I'll listen and like it.
Here they are again.
I took pictures of the guys too! Two Andrews, a TG and a Joel.
The four who call me Mom.
And then there are those babies!
Precious Melanie, who will turn eight years old on the shortest day of 2012.
The ever-tiaraed Allissa, who will turn five on tax day in 2013.
Oh wait! Starting in 2013, every day will be tax day! Well. You know what I mean.
Baby Andrew, a/k/a Captain Adorable. He turned nine months old on Thanksgiving day.
He can stand from a seated position with no assistance, and even takes tentative steps!
My original darlings again!
And one more.
I leave you with a few lines of Thoreau which I read today, that make me think. And thank.
I am thankful and I am thinkful. And like you I am sure, I'm also very Thoreau.
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I am a parcel of vain strivings tied
By a chance bond together,
Dangling this way and that, their links
Were made so loose and wide,
Methinks,
For milder weather.
A bunch of violets without their roots,
And sorrel intermixed,
Encircled by a wisp of straw
Once coiled about their shoots,
The law
By which I'm fixed.
A nosegay which Time clutched from out
Those fair Elysian fields,
With weeds and broken stems, in haste,
Doth make the rabble rout
That waste
The day he yields.
And here I bloom for a short hour unseen,
Drinking my juices up,
With no root in the land
To keep my branches green,
But stand
In a bare cup.
Some tender buds were left upon my stem
In mimicry of life,
But ah! the children wilt not know,
Till time has withered them,
The woe
With which they're rife.
But now I see I was not plucked for naught,
And after in life's vase
Of glass set while I might survive,
But by a kind hand brought
Alive
To a strange place.
That stock thus thinned will soon redeem its hours,
And by another year,
Such as God knows, with freer air,
More fruits and fairer flowers
Will bear,
While I droop here.
~Henry David Thoreau~
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Happy Weekend!
Reader Comments (7)
Yes - you have a beautiful family! (But then the ones who started it all are pretty good looking themselves) And those grandkids are just adorable. I can't believe how baby Andrew is growing.
My moms birthday also fell on the shortest day of the year. )
Such a gorgeous family Jenny!! Love the photos... Bragging rights are Always a Moms right!
Merry Christmas girlfriend!
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Oh, how I love this Thoreau, and your fruits and fairer flowers are indeed beautiful. My friend, you capture the beauty so well with your camera, but it has to be there in the first place well before you snap that shutter. God has been good to you and TG!! Captain Adorable is even more adorable than ever! And all of them indeed came from two people, one beautiful, one handsome, that passed the genes down very successfully! My friends, THANKFUL for both of you!!............G.
There were some Thoreau quotes in a book I just finished. I was thinking that maybe I should read some of his writings, as I never have. Now I am determined that I will.
What a good looking crew! I'm glad that all of your were able to assemble in one place and have a joyous celebration!
I love visiting with your family. All of them. But, Captain adorable, well... Happy Thanksgiving to you.
Your daughters look like they were painted by Dante Gabriel Rosetti. Yes. They are that lovely to behold.