| Thursday, November 29, 2007 |
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The battle with the toilet-roll holder has been won.
Victory is ours! |
posted by wenster @ 8:24 PM  |
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| Sunday, November 25, 2007 |
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If I had my way, distance would be considered outdated. Passe.
If I had my way, much more would be certain. Clear.
If I had my way, I'd always know what to do. The right thing. And I would want to do it.
If I had my way, the time of day could be paused, especially if it were beautiful.
If I had my way, puddles would only appear where I want them to.
If I had my way, everyone would understand everyone else.
If I had my way, I'd know what the animals were speaking about. And the trees, for that matter.
If I had my way, my eyes will always be heavenwards.
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if I had my way, I think I'd be very unreal indeed. |
| posted by wenster @ 4:26 AM |
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| Thursday, November 08, 2007 |
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A quick update in small pictures:
First, there was Lake Day - that wonderful day of nothingness where we have a bouncy castle, food on the green, a bucking bull and of course, a bouncy obstacle race course!
Then autumn came creeping along, quietly, in a fickle manner, but advancing all the same.
Canoeing kept me happy - there is not much one can do when one is in the middle of the lake, except to paddle.
Baby Andrew started to visit Wellesley more often, and now he's learning how to sit up for extended periods of time - he even knows how to high five!
Regatta Weekend rolled around, where rowers from all over gather at the Charles River to fight it out - and who can resist the many samples of food all round?
Halloween marked the yearly pilgrimage to the president's house. This year, she had a skeleton whose head would light up guarding her door.
As the sunlight wanes and the trees release their dress, our wall becomes a poetic painting.
The last of our field trips for art history class involved following a path where revolutionaries battled to become americans, where the "shot that was heard round the world" was fired.
And slightly out of sequence, there was a random day where our lawn was invaded by gentry from a different era; sword-fighting, knitting and medieval games galore! |
| posted by wenster @ 10:05 PM |
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