Sunday, June 26, 2005
Sunday, June 19, 2005
Friday, June 17, 2005
So today is my dad's birthday. Here he is looking his best, sometime in the seventies. What a guy. I truly admire him, as his whole life has been one relentless endeavor of serving others and making people smile and laugh. In the crazy, serious and ultra-fun moments of life, nobody keeps it real like my dad!
The fish hat comes out at regulaer unspecified times. Sometimes he wears it in the middle of the night, and wals into our room crying from a nightmare. Sometimes he insists it provides the best sun protection on seriously hot days. Here, he dons the special fish hat while sprinting naked through the house late at night.
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Friday, June 10, 2005
AAAhhh....Life in the Roaring Fork Valley. This is our lovely town of Carbondale. Cuurently, our town motto is, "A Great Place to Be." Town Council is considering changing it , though, to "The crossroads of Adventure," or "On the Way to Aspen." Yes, it's a quirky place, but easy on the eyes, eh? Come visit anytime. We'll be here.
Thursday, June 09, 2005
Simple life VII
Greatest people.
Aloha. Here's to Spring, my favorite season. May it bring us all a sumo
portion of health smothered in love with a side of good cheer.
We Carbondalians fare well. A bit tired, but content, in a dreamy, frenzied
sort of way. I am back to work; wringing poems from spastic teens, Cora is learning
the art of stewardship to the tiny. She hands them to me twice a week and takes a hike. I, in turn,
escape on my bike for my Hour of Adventure. Nothing renews me like a face-full of sweat and red
dirt. Everyone in my family seems happier outside.
Baby Eli is incredible. Already I can see that the older brother is the free
spirit while the younger is the old soul. He has a quiet wisdom. In spite of his tiny squirminess, He seems
strong and I feel like the helpless one. He meows, too. He only cries when he needs to, and spends as
much time as possible with The Boobs. Mostly he just sleeps or sits looking around turning everyone to
butter.
Talon fares forcefully. Like the rest of us, he is adjusting to the fourness.
He helps out though, and talks a lot, mostly in his own alien language. Talon now
refers to himself as DAR! I thinks he finds it more powerful-sounding than Talon, in a professional
way. It does get the point across. DAR JUICE!, KISS DAR! or DAR GRRRR! He mostly just
runs, with his flaming white hair, and makes sound effects to accompany the high-action-drama
being played out in his tiny head.
So the new family is off to a smooth and rocky start. We recieved so many
thoughtful trinkets and good wishes from everyone, and massive amounts of food. So, thanks. It's sure nice to
be part of a tribe.
Fresh spring blossoms of solace to all ya'll.
Adam
Aloha. Here's to Spring, my favorite season. May it bring us all a sumo
portion of health smothered in love with a side of good cheer.
We Carbondalians fare well. A bit tired, but content, in a dreamy, frenzied
sort of way. I am back to work; wringing poems from spastic teens, Cora is learning
the art of stewardship to the tiny. She hands them to me twice a week and takes a hike. I, in turn,
escape on my bike for my Hour of Adventure. Nothing renews me like a face-full of sweat and red
dirt. Everyone in my family seems happier outside.
Baby Eli is incredible. Already I can see that the older brother is the free
spirit while the younger is the old soul. He has a quiet wisdom. In spite of his tiny squirminess, He seems
strong and I feel like the helpless one. He meows, too. He only cries when he needs to, and spends as
much time as possible with The Boobs. Mostly he just sleeps or sits looking around turning everyone to
butter.
Talon fares forcefully. Like the rest of us, he is adjusting to the fourness.
He helps out though, and talks a lot, mostly in his own alien language. Talon now
refers to himself as DAR! I thinks he finds it more powerful-sounding than Talon, in a professional
way. It does get the point across. DAR JUICE!, KISS DAR! or DAR GRRRR! He mostly just
runs, with his flaming white hair, and makes sound effects to accompany the high-action-drama
being played out in his tiny head.
So the new family is off to a smooth and rocky start. We recieved so many
thoughtful trinkets and good wishes from everyone, and massive amounts of food. So, thanks. It's sure nice to
be part of a tribe.
Fresh spring blossoms of solace to all ya'll.
Adam
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
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