Sunday, February 27, 2011

The wood stove

We've spent alot of time in front of the wood stove this winter. Abel and Maddie both like it there, alot.

Invitation by Mary Oliver

Oh do you have time
to linger
for just a little while
out of your busy

and very important day
for the goldfinches
that have gathered
in a field of thistles

for a musical battle,
to see who can sing
the highest note,
or the lowest,

or the most expressive of mirth,
or the most tender?
Their strong, blunt beaks
drink the air

as they strive
not for your sake
and not for mine

and not for the sake of winning
but for sheer delight and gratitude—
believe us, they say,
it is a serious thing

just to be alive
on this fresh morning
in the broken world.
I beg of you,

do not walk by
without pausing
to attend to this
rather ridiculous performance.

It could mean something.
It could mean everything.
It could be what Rilke meant, when he wrote:
You must change your life.

— from Red Bird: Poems

Saturday, February 19, 2011

My babes!

Two of my favorite being! I adore them both.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Three months old!

Abel had his second visit to the doctors office this week. He barely flinched when he got his first vaccination, he smiled at everyone, squirmed alot on the scale and we found out that he's in the 95th percentile for height, weight and head circumference! He weighed in at 16 pounds and he's 25 1/2 inches long.
And he is smiling tons now, he's kind of ticklish, and he is starting to grab onto things (like my hair, dinner plate, clothes). It is still amazing to me how much he changes every day and how much fun it is to be a Mama!