Thursday, January 12, 2012
Above: from the street, from the beach, from the dining room, from the deck, right around 5:00pm today.
Shortly after we moved to this neighborhood, four years ago almost to the day, a house on my running route proudly displayed a sign in the yard: ‘It’s A Girl!’ I’ve never met the family, or seen the girl whose birth was heralded out in the front yard; presumably they play behind the house. Last weekend, that house had pink balloons tied to its mailbox. No doubt, a birthday was happening, and the balloons were serving as a marker for which house to come to. The now limp, mostly deflated balloons were still hanging there this morning. Time passes. We grow older with our community.
Things I’m alone in the family in liking, which I eat with pleasure during the school day: Rye bread. Spicy food. Fennel.
Alexi is the only person I know who uses the word 'aplomb', and I've heard it from him more than once. I love that about him.
Happy Thursday. xo