Is there anything better than relaxing in your hammock on a warm, breezy evening, hearing your baby girl laugh and pretend to fight off bad guys? I don't think so. Luckily, that's just what I got over the weekend.
On Sunday, my husband surprised me with a visit to Knoxville and McKay's, a favorite used book store of mine. As I glanced through the shelves, mostly for my school library, Izzy would not stop talking about a holiday Barbie from 2001. I kept saying, "We came here for books, not dolls!" Nevertheless, she persisted...straight to her daddy...who gave in...quickly and unflinchingly. Is that even a word? Now, I have glitter decorating the back seat of my car. How do I clean up ALL the glitter? Anybody know? If you find out, let me know.
Once we made it home, we spent the rest of the evening outside just because it was too nice to be indoors. A few weeks ago, I managed to snag a heck of a deal on a personal hammock chair for Izzy on Jane.com. She has waited patiently to used it, so today seemed like a good enough day to try it out. She helped her daddy blow up the seat and hang it. Getting into it was a feat, but she made it. Then, the laughing ensued. She twisted forward and backward, spinning around in circles until she was dizzy. She said, "This is the best seat ever!" I agree. Now, I can enjoy my hammock without her piling in on top of me. :) I figure this hammock chair will be a great little escape for her this summer, perhaps with a book or two.
On Sunday, my husband surprised me with a visit to Knoxville and McKay's, a favorite used book store of mine. As I glanced through the shelves, mostly for my school library, Izzy would not stop talking about a holiday Barbie from 2001. I kept saying, "We came here for books, not dolls!" Nevertheless, she persisted...straight to her daddy...who gave in...quickly and unflinchingly. Is that even a word? Now, I have glitter decorating the back seat of my car. How do I clean up ALL the glitter? Anybody know? If you find out, let me know.
Once we made it home, we spent the rest of the evening outside just because it was too nice to be indoors. A few weeks ago, I managed to snag a heck of a deal on a personal hammock chair for Izzy on Jane.com. She has waited patiently to used it, so today seemed like a good enough day to try it out. She helped her daddy blow up the seat and hang it. Getting into it was a feat, but she made it. Then, the laughing ensued. She twisted forward and backward, spinning around in circles until she was dizzy. She said, "This is the best seat ever!" I agree. Now, I can enjoy my hammock without her piling in on top of me. :) I figure this hammock chair will be a great little escape for her this summer, perhaps with a book or two.
Suddenly, I turn around to see Mimi and Bob O. They brought me a beautiful Fox Glove for Mother's Day, so I had to test out my new macro filters for my new lens. I love experimenting with the different magnifications and depth of field. While I did this, Bob O and Izzy ran around the yard playing bad guys. Once she was tired of that, she came over to teach school. For some reason, we always get in trouble for talking even though Izzy can be quite the intimidating teacher. She was telling us a story about a little lady bug learning to fly. The mother lady bug, played by Mimi, had to teach her so that she could go show her classmates, played by Bob O, that she could finally fly. I love this kid's imagination and creativity. She can create a story quicker than I can roll out of my hammock.
And this is an onion:
I haven't planted a garden this year, even though I have my raised garden bed in the back yard. I have a few pots with herbs in them, but that's all. Still yet, in the unkept lot of dirt and weeds, this onion has lived, thriving through the winter. The bloom on this plant was so pretty, proving that we can find treasures among the weeds and the forgotten bits.
We all find treasures in the least likely of places. Izzy's was on the top shelf of a book store, the 2001 Barbie covered in glitter. Some child had probably received that doll for Christmas, and her mom probably made her keep it in the box as a keepsake. Yet, there it was for $15. Izzy tore it out of the box before we could get to the closest red light, and she has slept with it every night since. Izzy had another treasure with her hammock chair. I don't know what she expected, but once she got in, she was delighted, eyes bright and giggle constant.
My treasure? A husband who tries to surprise me, light, warmth from the sun, and a good camera and lens with plenty of beautiful subjects, even if the subject is an onion.
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