Friday, June 28, 2013

These Two:


With their smiles,


And cries,


And raspberry blowing game.


 Littlest hands pulling hair,


Bigger hands loving the touch.

Thursday, June 27, 2013

The Ride Home.


Oh and the journey home!  Tired and cold, friendly and fierce, drizzly and nourishing.


Every scrap of clothing pulled together to cover any bare spots.


Looking ahead to the activities ahead, dreaming of productive ways to spend the day, bowls of popcorn, a hot cocoa, even some naps.


Just pleased with the friendships to share, conversations to have and snacks to munch.


Always so pleased to be back together again in our wonderful home on Moose Island.


Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Marathon Morning

We all got up early for the marathon this past weekend.  6am ferry to Lubec.  All with sleepy seeds still in our eyes we saw what a sunny low tide morning felt like on the water.  With boiled potatoes waiting for us to make a breakfast time treat.  We stumbled into the boathouse for tea and coffee.  Pick-up sticks and giggles.  Skunky dog and all.







Monday, June 24, 2013

Tattoos In Cobscook Bay

Aunt Cecilia arrived Friday evening.  Saturday morning the super fun present came out.  Temporary tattoos in the shape of veggies.  The Hopkins 4 plus Auntie immediately had a session of bellies & arms receiving tomatoes, carrots and the like.  Enjoy the ink.






Friday, June 21, 2013

My How We Grow...


In a year...

A few months...


Or even in a few years...

The time just comes and goes.  Up and down through the passage of time; with experience, meals eaten, tricks learned and lessons taught.  The passage of acquaintance to friend, fetus to child, child to Mama, I am continually amazed by this life.  So magnified as we watch our little ones shift.  So subtle as we watch ourselves.  The line graph is only going up and forward, but the change is swift and quiet in it's incline.  With excellent retrospect, hard drives and shoe boxes filled with images we look back and watch the times as they shift.  The old versions of ourselves come across in tales of old, odd nights spent making memories.  A few bits of innocence slip away, and if we're lucky enough they get replaced by wisdom.

Thursday, June 20, 2013

A Day At The Gardens

Spending the day in St. Andrews with my family is becoming a tradition.  We went to The Kingsbrae Gardens and took in the sights.  It was an exploration.  It was fun.  Cecilia did well.  We were warm and it was sunny.  We stole windows of shade, windows of sun and all spent time together, just wandering and admiring that which we found.  Sculpture and flowers.  Purples and Yellows and Whites.  Fragrance and Smiles.  Oh these 3 generations.  What fun to be a Grammy & Grumpy, A Mumma, Ce & Gaber.













Wednesday, June 19, 2013

This Side Of Paradise

Is where I live.  When that June sun hits, and we're out every day.  Grinning ear to ear.  Flowers in bloom.  Visitors a plenty.  Cocktails flowing.  Beers on tap.  Dinner party after Barbeque after Brunch on the deck.  Morning Latte in Hand.  Afternoon nap ahead.  Working in the garden, in the office, downtown.  Summer is here in Eastport.  Getting ready for The Fourth, looking forward to the "quiet" of Autumn, I mean February.  And here we are living truly in Paradise.  "The eastern most island in the Caribbean chain."  Come to Eastport.  Where it's truly Loveville, USA (almost Canada).