Flower Power

We took the babies to the Thanksgiving Point Tulip Festival for the first time in our livin’ lives. It was a lovely, lots of walking, flowery adventure. We saw pink tulips…

and crashing waterfalls,

yellow daffodils,

and secret gardens.

We saw orange and purple tulips…

and a cliff-dwelling mama owl.

We saw a sleepy baby Chompy…

and more tulips!

These were some of the really fancy ones–inside–entered in a competition for the most beautiful flower in the universe.

…although we did have a couple of our own…

and they were “blooming” cute.

Sorry, couldn’t help myself.

Happy Zucchini Bread Day!

This Moment

A Saturday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.

A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

If you’re inspired to do the same, leave a link to your ‘moment’ in the comments for us.

This Moment…

A Saturday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.

A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

If you’re inspired to do the same, leave a link to your ‘moment’ in the comments for us.


Happy Saturday, my dah-lings!

 

 

 

Pirate Genes

Being the pirate loving mateys that we are…

we gathered the crew and headed back to one of our favorite places

Pirate Island!  It’s mystical…

it’s magical…

and just so dang piratey!

The deckhands love the food…

especially the plank-sized portions.

However, some of the knaves go a little…

overboard...

with the pizza.

No really.

They pillage and plunder…

they rifle and loot.

It’s a sad, sad story all right.

But this particular swabbie? Oh, she truly can’t help it.

It’s not her fault.

After all…

Her great-grampa was a pirate.