We have a walker, ladies and gentlebeans! Toddler, really, but she walks 'round and 'round our tiny apartment, her little leather-soled shoes chuffing like a tiny steam engine.
Late morning preparations for the day. Phone and scarf, check; jam-jams, check.We were recently in VT for the Christmas holiday. Zora toddled and shouted for her relatives to the North, ate copious amounts of lasagna (shout out to Uncle Steve), had numerous showdowns with the dog, Lola, and generally had a nice time.
Occasionally I forget how fortunate we are to be part of such a creative family. There is nothing that someone in our extended family (dear friends and godparents included) that isn't known, excepting the Great Mysteries. I know this, but sometimes I forget. Then I see something like this, the quilt that Lila, Sarah and my mom made for Zora. It's so beautiful that pictures truly don't do it justice.
Here it is suspended in the living-room window so you can better see the various shades of blue. It is, as the kids used to say, bananas. Click the photos to blow them up a little!
Some close-up shots:
Lila did the crab. Reader, you've probably never seen any artwork Lila's done other than this, but let me tell you-- it's in her style. I'll post a close-up of it later. He's resting on a grotto with a starfish inside.I think Sarah did a lot of the work on the jellyfish. They're cnidarian-tastic; one even has a puffy... head-thing made of soft something.
See the tiny disc jellyfish and drifting sea anemones? Those are the quilt's ties. It's all very sturdy and pickable for Zora, too! She inspects it quite thoroughly upon waking.
Thank you, Aunts and Grandma! This belongs in a museum!PS. Here's a shot of the crab. Satin goodness, and funny to boot. Note the chubby hand creeping toward the grotto.
Adios, friends!
