Saturday, March 04, 2017

A Red, Red Rose


We have been enjoying these beautiful flowers on my counter for a while now. It's hard not to thing of Burns. So here it is.
 
 
 By Robert Burns

My love is like a red, red rose
   That’s newly sprung in June :
My love is like the melody
   That’s sweetly played in tune.
 
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
   So deep in love am I :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
   Till a’ the seas gang dry.
 
Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
   And the rocks melt wi’ the sun :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
   While the sands o’ life shall run.
 
And fare thee weel, my only love,
   And fare thee weel a while !
And I will come again, my love,
   Thou’ it were ten thousand mile.

Friday, March 03, 2017

Strings


John's cello (In the spirit of Valentines Day.)
Clara has grown into Aunt Libby's old 3/4 Violin.

Thursday, March 02, 2017

Valentines Creation

 Margaret is on a little craft kick. It was fun to watch her put this valentine container together. Getting glue on your fingers is universal experience.

Wednesday, March 01, 2017

Monday, February 27, 2017

Changing Moment

I love looking at the difference between these two images. It is fun to see how things can change in just a moment.

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Ol Lang Syne

 Each of the children have a little treasure box that they keep precious or memorable things in. Margaret loves hers so very much and asks for me to get it down often.