We've spent the weekend down at Granny's house in Carbondale, enjoying the Easter weekend with our Carbondale family. It's been lovely.
The daffodils are blooming around the house. It reminded me of the spring after our Granny passed away (3 years ago) when we came down for Easter and everything was in bloom and I thought it was so unfair for Granny. I was sad that she was missing her favorite time of year in her home... when the world was full of rebirth and growth. Granny always got so excited to see what was growing and where. She'd always call and to report the bloom of the first crocus, the first daffodil, the first heavenly lilac. I suppose that the growth is what gardeners live for, and she was an avid one! I thought of the wild asparagus that wouldn't be harvested, the lilacs that wouldn't make anyone heady with their smells, the blooms in the yards that wouldn't be anticipated and celebrated. Yes, the world keeps on growing and living and blooming. People do not. Three years later, I'm a little more used to the passing of the seasons at the Carbondale house without Granny present. I still miss her though.
Actually, she might be present. During the annual easter egg hunt in the yard on Sunday morning, I was happily snapping away photos with my camera of the kids running around in pure joy and elation. Finding eggs under bushes and in trees and on the old tire swing under the apple tree. I took over three hundred photos this weekend (shameless, I know. But oh so fun! I LOVE my camera). It wasn't until I was reviewing the photos inside that I noticed the rainbow in the shots during the easter egg hunt that I noticed the rainbow in the pictures following my kids around. shot after shot, frame after frame. It's unusual to have a rainbow at 8:30 in the morning and the angle seemed wrong for the sun to be creating it. So, perhaps Granny was participating in the egg hunt too, one of her favorite activities. I like to think so anyway. I'll post the photo later when I get home. It's a keeper.
Cash's favorite color is green. green green green. Theo went through a green phase too. There was one incredibly cute year that Theo dyed all of his easter eggs green because he loved that color. Granny was proud of that, she loved green too. She loved dying easter eggs with the kids. Do all boys go through a green, blue, red, black phase? Adi's been consistently enamored of red. Although she finally admits to liking some pink and purple too. Colors. I'm partial to rainbows. And granite gray, or the gray drizzle on a rainy day. It makes all of the other colors stand out so nicely. I also love that dusk blue. You know, the deep dark blue along the shadowed skyline of mountains. I love that color. My other grandma loved red. passionately. She wore red clothes every day. Decorated our cabin with red curtains, dishes, dishtowels. Red is lovely, cheery... happy she'd say. I love dressing Adi in red because it reminds me of Grandma Ann. And I am a sucker for memories.
That's why I take so many pictures. I like to capture life.
The daffodils are blooming around the house. It reminded me of the spring after our Granny passed away (3 years ago) when we came down for Easter and everything was in bloom and I thought it was so unfair for Granny. I was sad that she was missing her favorite time of year in her home... when the world was full of rebirth and growth. Granny always got so excited to see what was growing and where. She'd always call and to report the bloom of the first crocus, the first daffodil, the first heavenly lilac. I suppose that the growth is what gardeners live for, and she was an avid one! I thought of the wild asparagus that wouldn't be harvested, the lilacs that wouldn't make anyone heady with their smells, the blooms in the yards that wouldn't be anticipated and celebrated. Yes, the world keeps on growing and living and blooming. People do not. Three years later, I'm a little more used to the passing of the seasons at the Carbondale house without Granny present. I still miss her though.
Actually, she might be present. During the annual easter egg hunt in the yard on Sunday morning, I was happily snapping away photos with my camera of the kids running around in pure joy and elation. Finding eggs under bushes and in trees and on the old tire swing under the apple tree. I took over three hundred photos this weekend (shameless, I know. But oh so fun! I LOVE my camera). It wasn't until I was reviewing the photos inside that I noticed the rainbow in the shots during the easter egg hunt that I noticed the rainbow in the pictures following my kids around. shot after shot, frame after frame. It's unusual to have a rainbow at 8:30 in the morning and the angle seemed wrong for the sun to be creating it. So, perhaps Granny was participating in the egg hunt too, one of her favorite activities. I like to think so anyway. I'll post the photo later when I get home. It's a keeper.
Cash's favorite color is green. green green green. Theo went through a green phase too. There was one incredibly cute year that Theo dyed all of his easter eggs green because he loved that color. Granny was proud of that, she loved green too. She loved dying easter eggs with the kids. Do all boys go through a green, blue, red, black phase? Adi's been consistently enamored of red. Although she finally admits to liking some pink and purple too. Colors. I'm partial to rainbows. And granite gray, or the gray drizzle on a rainy day. It makes all of the other colors stand out so nicely. I also love that dusk blue. You know, the deep dark blue along the shadowed skyline of mountains. I love that color. My other grandma loved red. passionately. She wore red clothes every day. Decorated our cabin with red curtains, dishes, dishtowels. Red is lovely, cheery... happy she'd say. I love dressing Adi in red because it reminds me of Grandma Ann. And I am a sucker for memories.
That's why I take so many pictures. I like to capture life.
