I've been showing the babies how to blow kisses but all the do is spit at me.
Showing posts with label Stow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stow. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Beach Boys
I've been showing the babies how to blow kisses but all the do is spit at me.
Saturday, August 15, 2015
Friday, August 14, 2015
There's No Sidewalk Anymore
Walking around Stow can be very confusing. The neighborhood is all circles and no street signs. Also, the sidewalks that do exist have been taken over by roots and grass.
I got so turned around the other day that I had to use a GPS to get back home.
Artis is the green glasses and Oberon is the blue.
112 of 365 Feet Project
I got so turned around the other day that I had to use a GPS to get back home.
Artis is the green glasses and Oberon is the blue.
112 of 365 Feet Project
Thursday, August 13, 2015
No One Likes Carrots
Oberon (left) woke up from a nap and ate everything in the kitchen. He seems determined to catch up to his brother in weight. The last two days was the first time in a really long time Obi took a real nap.
Artis (right) was completely different. My usually easygoing baby refused to sleep and barely ate anything.
Oh well at least we all have cute feet.
111 of 365 Feet Project
Artis (right) was completely different. My usually easygoing baby refused to sleep and barely ate anything.
Oh well at least we all have cute feet.
111 of 365 Feet Project
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Wednesday, August 12, 2015
Beth Dies At The End
Yesterday I went out to lunch with Ginger (my mother in law) and her friend Meg. The restaurants bathroom floor reminded me of a Mark Rothko.
The other day I was going through my old notebook and I came across a book idea I had. The book would be called "Beth dies at the end" and in the conclusion she doesn't because sometimes you're told the wrong information.
110 of 365 Feet Project
The other day I was going through my old notebook and I came across a book idea I had. The book would be called "Beth dies at the end" and in the conclusion she doesn't because sometimes you're told the wrong information.
110 of 365 Feet Project
Friday, August 7, 2015
On The Move
On a moving sidewalk at the Boston Airport. My first time flying with the twins. It was a long day but they were fantastic.
My feet were sore when I finally took my shoes off. My favorite pumps have not done well and I'll need to replace them soon. I'll be sad when they are gone.
106 of 365 Feet Project
My feet were sore when I finally took my shoes off. My favorite pumps have not done well and I'll need to replace them soon. I'll be sad when they are gone.
106 of 365 Feet Project
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Little Feet At A Little House
Sometimes when I'm in Stow I like to visit Louisa May Alcott's Orchard House. I took the tour during Christmas and in the Summer. The tours were different enough that I found them both worthwhile. I loved the books when I was a teenager. Now as a working artist and filmmaker I'm more interested in the actual writer's life and her relationship with her family. They are fascinating to me. I plan to do lots more research into the Alcott family and of the influence they had on their community. It seems different family members inspired the framework for school, social work, and other artist's endeavors.
Day 46 of 365 Feet Project
Day 46 of 365 Feet Project
Monday, September 2, 2013
Surrounded by Forest
Yuri’s family lives in Stow MA, a small town outside of Boston. It’s basically a forest with houses squeezed in between the wildlife. A little ways from their house is a park called Delaney where the dog Maya likes to go for walks. So, we tagged along for a couple of her walks.
Above: Rare sighting of a Yuri in the wild.
Above: Maya and me. A couple of days before we arrived Maya treed a fisher cat near the house as well as bothered a skunk until she was sprayed. In her old age she is getting feisty.
Below: Maya relaxing in the muddy pond we were walking around. We thought it was a good idea for her to cool off and have a drink. But, then we remembered we had to get this wet doggy back in my mother-in-law's car.
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