Last year, I stopped taking Year in A View pictures when Eden was sick. With much hope and promise, I start again.
Boston's pearly grey January days make precious the light that does come.
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DA BOOK
CAST OF CHARACTERS
Da Momma: Elizabeth, a journalist and college instructor. Formerly a latte-slinging, cell phone-talking Washington political junkie. Now a wild-dancing accidentally offensive woman with an irrational passion for flinging things on the floor and hanging things from ceilings. Wants you to think she's a grown-up, even though she calls her Dad the minute things get complicated.
Baby Eden: The Schmoopy. My sweet little Three, who shrank instead of grew. But she's always had Momma's back.
Mary: Devoted to hermit crabs and FREAKING OUT. Made me a mother.
Karenna: Peekaboo Streak. The Roodle, Doodley. Everybody knows about Roo. Passionate about folk music. Some werewolf tendencies. Always looking for new employees. Sophisticated vocabulary
Cute Husband, Esq: A former Marine, it was he who instilled in our daughters a love of getting up very early in the morning to go off and do things. Some days he's lucky he's still alive.
Da Posse: Three friends, six years, eight kids. Because no one can ever see her own stuff. So you gotta get some friends who see yours and tell you about it. And then promptly forget it because they are easily distracted by shiny objects. Oooo. Shiny. The moms aren't in this shot. Nor three of the kids. Just use your freaking imagination.
Moonbeam and Sunbeam: Yes, okay, somehow or other they got the same sorta names as our cats, Moonlight and Sunshine. That was a total accident. However, like the cats, they are super-cuddly, will get food for themselves if hungry, and they're part of the family. Like the rest of the family, they believe in the power of liquor, drugs, and hot glue. They have no fear of blood.
The Beasties: Two cats. And some cacti that refuse to die. This is a picture of a fish we killed a long time ago. Need to update that.
Very Beautiful! I wish we had some snow here, at the moment all we have is liquid sunshine.
New Year’s is my favorite time of year. Time for wiping slates clean, taking a deep breath, finding hope…both in the miraculous and the mundane. Traveling along with your blog and your family this year, we have been able to witness both. Edeny’s miraculous turnaround…the mundane things like bills, groceries, and runny noses. Thanks for allowing us to sneak a peek at your life, so we can all find hope in our own. Happy 2010, Liz.
wow, the new template is, umm, odd. Fonts seem very very small, and your twitter updates aren’t loading. Thought you’d like to know.
“Pearly grey” days is a very generous description! In another mood you could call them dull and murky. But it’s a lovely photo.
I agree with Cathy J: pearly grey is a far more lovely way to describe what i tend to call dreary. (Not in Boston, but we have the same overcast in Seattle area.)
I look forward to the seasonal views from your window. Cheers.