Friday, May 27, 2016

Academy Awards :: One Hundred Forty Seven

Academy Awards, for seniors. It's a blur: The time that's gone by since the start of the year, since high school began, since he first spoke, since he first revealed to us that numbers would be his second language. It's a blur, through my happy, sentimental tears, for Max, especially, but also for his peers and friends, exceptional teachers, and our community at large. One hesitates to be overly emotional, but the truth is I can barely begin to express how deeply and tenderly my heart is touched. And the honor of being Max's parents? It cannot be measured, and grows, still.


With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Thursday, May 26, 2016

Small Wonder :: One Hundred Forty Six

So. Uhm... well. This happened. We don't know his name, or how few weeks old he is, this orphaned waif that we brought home from the feed store. We know that he is tinier than small, that he smells like candy Nerds, and that he fills up on a teaspoon of wet food. We know he looks like a hairball Mister Foo coughed up, and that Mister Foo is about as impressed with the kitty as he would be with a hairball. We know that he purrs, bats at yarn, washes meticulously, and cannot climb out of a small litter box... but at least he uses one! His superpowers include: Stopping all productivity, making grown, otherwise articulate people, babble and coo, and inducing naps. He also heals suburban-angst, test anxiety, and nameless dread. He's practically heroic.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

And that is our Picture for today, but, as you might imagine, it wasn't easy picking just one, and so I didn't. Here are more moments with this small wonder...

Monday... adopted, and riding home on Maria's lap.

Pinkness bits.

Did I mention there were three kitties, chicks, baby goats? I think I demonstrated admirable restraint.


He's happy to be a homework companion... at least, for reading in bed.

Mister Foo says we've been bamboozled, scammed, hoodwinked. He's even tried to demonstrate that he can be a baby, so we should feel free to send the hairball back! Patience, and wet food, are our tools of negotiation.

Naming a cat takes time. We don't want to get it wrong, so we try things out, and even wait for him to give us hints. Do you want to know what we've considered?

Gomez.
George.
Pippin.
Jon Snow... You know nothing, Jon Snow, is oft repeated when our small wonder faces a wall, or tries to eat a spoon. He has the shaggy coat and soulful gaze of the Lord Commander.


By the second day, he'd grown much bigger.

Just kidding.

Kitteh in picture is much smaller than he appears.

She started off reading with the lord commander, but then he used his authority to make it nap time. Maria's first nap since sometime last winter. While they snoozed, I sat close by, folding laundry, and sighing happily.

On the third day, and we can see he's much bigger... just kidding. He's a small wonder.


Tuesday, May 24, 2016

'Round The Clock Robot :: One Hundred Forty Four

It really is all about the robot, around the clock, for William. He's put heart, brains, muscle and sweat into this project. Can we say it's gone to his head?

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Monday, May 23, 2016

Beautiful May











This little walk did a lot of good.

Peonies and Peaches, Entry Life :: One Hundred Forty Three

Somehow this mobile kitchen cart moved from the office to the entry. I am sure it was meant to be temporary, but it's become a fixture. I am reminded of Rabbit, vexed by the addition of Pooh's posterior stuck in his entry... once he's resigned to the situation, he makes the best of it. I didn't even bother trying to budge the cart out of the way, instead, after a couple of weeks of it still sitting there, I scrubbed it, covered it, added some baskets, and try to keep pretty things there, plus keys, or paper work, the odd this or that. Today it's peonies and peaches, and not the least bit vexing.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Saturday, May 21, 2016

All About That Robot :: One Hundred Forty One

It's Robot Season, boys and girls! And that means work has begun on version II of the Laputan robot from Castle in the Sky!

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.*
*Thanks, Clark!

There's a lot more to this picture than meets the eye,
and we hope you'll visit
Benevolent Order of Makers to see the whole picture!
It's BIG!

Friday, May 20, 2016

Story Time Cat :: One Hundred Forty

Maria roused herself half an hour early so that she and her daddy could resume their reading. Maria already read The Far-Flung Adventures of Hugo Pepper, but Geoff picked up a copy for home, after hearing her riveting descriptions. Chango, too, finds the narrative compelling.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Thursday, May 19, 2016

Fruit Finds :: One Hundred Thirty Nine

Maria tells me she's impressed with Picture a Day, and when she knows I might miss posting, she says encouraging things, and offers suggestions. Today, when I came home from getting Max, she met us at the car with her garden finds, and said, "Look, fruit salad, and a picture for ChickenBlog." I sure do love having her on my team. And I love when our garden is offering delicious gifts.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Full of Purple Blossoms :: One Hundred Thirty Eight

This is our other jacaranda tree, which always blooms just a bit later than the one by the barn. Today I was counting trees I pass between schools, the market, and home... I lost count, but each one is a delight to spy, so it is a happy game.

Close and Closer, details, for Cyndy...







The flowers in the jacaranda trees appear prettier, and prettier, the closer you look. Soft trumpets, gracefully arching from their stems, their little stamens like magic wands with wispy, flourished tips. I breathed them in, but detected no fragrance. It seems to me that they should emit a hint of confection, like a violette pastille. The bees are collecting something sweet, and they seem in an unhurried stupor as they drift, not quite busily, through the abundance. Standing beneath the canopy of this tree, I watched blossom after blossom descend, like snowflakes, slowly. A graceful bow at the end of a beautiful dance. The walk was swept last Saturday, though you might not guess, looking at our rust and lavender path.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Job Interviews :: One Hundred Thirty Seven

Another fifth grade milestone... they're learning life skills, like balancing check books, writing their resumes, and doing job interviews. Maria's first choices for jobs were not an option, so she won't be trying for programmer, artist, or engineer. Instead, she's going to see if she can get a job as a shark researcher, or newsroom director. She's been working on her handshake, introducing herself, and making convincing statements about her desire to work with sharks. She feels sincere enough about loving research, but she'd still rather be writing code, developing games. It was sweet seeing all of her classmates in their ties, and coats, skirts and sweaters. They were even more polished and adorable than on school pictures day!

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.