Unphotographed Moments

Minnow three days old. Bean: "Don't worry Minnow I'll always be there for you."

Dutton's berry fields. Bean covered in raspberry and blueberry juice and seeds holding out the quart for me. Me, kneeling behind blueberry bush, one arm cradling a nursing Minnow, the other picking away.

Dancing with Minnow to Greg Brown's "Two Little Feet" and crying on a beautiful late afternoon in August.... "it's a messed up world but I love it anyway.... gonna stay right here with you baby and kiss you to a good dream..."

All four of us having a picnic under the hatch of the subaru during a downpour rain and thunderstorm in Manchester on Jason's lunch break. Our legs getting soaked by the drops, Minnow laughing, Bean climbing back and forth, back and forth.

And a moment alone... Hamilton Falls, Jenn and I hike up to the top where there's a bowl cut out in the rock, water streaming in, pooling and then spilling out over the edge. We have to climb down a metal ladder into the ice water, jump in at the end and look out over the edge to trees across the way. A few hundred feet down are our families, our husbands, our children... We can't see them but we feel them waiting. So we shiver, pause for an extra moment of solitude and quiet and rush back up the ladder, ready to run down the steep, slippery path back to our lives.

You Say Hello and I Say... Hello Hello!

Such a wonderfully busy summer we're having. Such great weekend trips away and special visits from all sorts of lovely people. So great that even though nothing changes but the weather we are given such permission to act like we're on vacation for three months of the year.