Less is more


Annie and I surrounded Rachel yesterday, taking pictures while she knit. Annie, with our older, smaller digital camera. I, with our newer, larger one. Rachel smiled and laughed, feeling like she was at a photo shoot. But it allowed us to snap some good photos!


I tried snapping a ‘selfie’ with Emeth, but at first the camera was too close, capturing only eyes, noses and mouths. He thought that was funny, so he laughed. I took more pictures.


The only shoes Emeth likes to wear are his cozy winter boots. But now that it’s Summer, less is more. Thankfully, we found a pair of sandals he likes. Here, Rachel is teaching him how to tie the laces.


It’s wonderful having a brook within walking distance. (Well, we still drive to get there, since it’s easier for Annie and Talia. But it only takes 30 seconds.) We take cold plunges, play in the mud, splash and throw rocks.


Here, Emeth looks up at a nearby tree, at a bat that just flew overhead and landed.


When it gets too cold in the water, we walk back to the van, play on the road and warm in the sun. Annie and Emeth tried building fires with sticks and friction, but it didn’t work. Mostly we just run on the street, carve sticks, and lay in the sunshine.


Talia was mostly miserable yesterday, but once she took off her wet bathing suit and snuggled with her mimi and a book, she was happier.


I’m enjoying taking pictures and videos with our new camera. Above is a shot Rachel took of the nasturtiums we planted on our deck. Below are shots I took while walking through the brook, trying to capture the ripples of the water, and the color variation in the rocks.




Be-cept the pondish streamish

“I love my sweetie.” – V, while playing with M’s hair


“My body likes anything, be-cept not anything.” – E, contradicting himself
(Be-cept = except)


“Hugs make you cute!” – V, while giving hugs


Rachel: Get your poopies out.
V: You can’t get them out with a spoon!


E: When your dead are your eyes still open? I mean, are you still a little bit alive when you’re dead?
Daddy: when you’re dead, you’re dead.
E: But why are your clothes still on when you die?
A: When I die I’m just gonna be naked.


A letter, coming mom-mom’s way. I liked this line about the “pondish streamish” (pictured above).


In two minutes

Scene: Vitalia, drawing on the kitchen counter. Daddy, entering the kitchen to fill his glass with water at 10:22 am.
Vitalia: Daddy, are you all done work?
Daddy: No. Not yet.
Vitalia: Did you say, “Yeah”?
Daddy: No. I said, “No.”
Vitalia: Will you be done in two minutes?


Micaela: Dad, I have to do a poster for school about dolphins, humpback whales, killer whales, or bats.
Emeth: How ’bout you do a poster about a humpback bat!

Rachel and I recently hiked to the top of Mount Tom in Woodstock. View from the top at dusk.
A separate hike on Mount Tom with the kiddos.
Posing by the tree.
A snowman we built.
“I’m glad I love my Claire Bear.” – Talia
Just checking the fire.

Some photos from our first two weeks in Vermont

Here are some photos from our first two weeks in Vermont. We’ve enjoyed getting to explore the area and play outside. And on Monday it snowed! We’ve got our wood stove going, and hopefully enough wood to keep us cozy for the thick of winter.

Some highlights: We made applesauce for the first time using apples we picked from down the road. Rachel and the kids enjoyed their visit to Montshire Museum. We’ve gotten to know a few folks in town, and at a church we visited twice. Rache is enjoying homeschooling, and looking forward to getting her more formal plans in order for the coming year. The house is a great size for our family, and there’s plenty of room for guests. So come on up!


Oh, I love your smell.

‘A. worm. da. ddy.’

[At the breakfast table.]

A: When you’re all done I want you to hug me, okay?
V: Ok. [pause] Or… no.

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‘Oh I love your smell! When you have coffee like that it makes me want some!’

– Annie

On the new jungle gym climbing dome thing.
Giant mushrooms size comparison down the street.
Classic portrait of the four.