In the Mouth of the Cave

6 Mar 2010

1:30 pm

Cathedral Caves, NZ

 In the Mouth of the Cave

6 Mar 2010

1:30 pm

Cathedral Caves, NZ

 Beach Yoga
Tybee Island, Georgia
4:30 pm

Getting our American Candy Fix

5 Mar 2010

3:50

The Lolli Shop, NZ

 Girlfriends on the Beach

5:00 pm

Tybee Island, Georgia 

In the kitchen with Izzy.

Making Sour Cream Cake, an heirloom recipe for homework.

We'll take that kind of homework assignment anyday!

4 Mar 2010

NZ

 Sight seeing, no speeding

Atlanta Georgia

5:00 pm

Hoping to pack some heat
3 Mar 2010
4:50
NZ

 

Lunchdate Leftovers

2:00 pm 

Alpharetta, Georgia 

SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS

Our Broadway Debut

2 Feb 2010 

3:45 pm

NZ

 In like a lion

1:50 pm

Sweetbay Circle, Georgia 

Day of Drizzles and Downpours

1 Mar 2010

4:35

NZ

The pointe of it all

4:47pm

Alpharetta, GA

The In-Between Time

We've explored mornings for a month and now we move to afternoons, that time when the day isn't starting and isn't ending, it just is.  As late 30-somethings, we can definitely appreciate the in-between of life, the middle time, the afternoon.

Afternoon

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When I am old, and comforted, And done with this desire, With Memory to share my bed And Peace to share my fire, I'll comb my hair in scalloped bands Beneath my laundered cap, And watch my cool and fragile hands Lie light upon my lap. And I will have a sprigged gown With lace to kiss my throat; I'll draw my curtain to the town, And hum a purring note. And I'll forget the way of tears, And rock, and stir my tea. But oh, I wish those blessed years Were further than they be! by Dorothy Parker