Why we work like dogs.

Snow on the Coast.

Chez Ank under a blanket of white.
Through those trees, somewhere there's a river.
Click on this last photo and look at the wires down the street. They're way lower than usual under the weight of the snow and the power is bound to go out sooner or later.

Coming to a Mailbox Near You.

Lots of photos of the children as of late. How could I not show them off???

Abby's First Report Card.

In case you don't understand the new version of grading, 2 means beginner, 3 means making progress, 4 means works independently. S means satisfactory, which is all they give, unless they are not satisfactory, then they get a U. Abby got a few S+'s. Click on the image to make it bigger.

A Much-Needed Update.

More photos to come.

She's the one on the right.

How am I supposed to get anything done with these guys staring at me?

I'm Unique!

HowManyOfMe.com

There are 1 or fewer people with my name in the U.S.A. How many have your name?

Bloom Where You Are Planted.

Even if that place is on a postage-stamp-sized lot and doesn't get enough sun to grow anything but greens.

Scrappy Goodness...

Summer Pages from Now and Then.

Can it be three summers ago already?
Amazing the things you can get if you bargain hard enough.
This was all her idea.

Don't you dare laugh.

So the kids were all telling scary stories in the bedroom, and Ben didn't want to be left out. So he said,

"Uh, guy dig in the mud,
and the guy fall in the hole
and a monster in the hole!
And the monster crawl up the guy's head
And the guy goes "Ahhhh!"

The latest new pages.

My pretty dancers!

Work it, Mads!
Tap with an attitude.
The shortest is always on the top of the pyramid.
Jazz with Pom Pom!
She loves the camera.
And it loves her!