Saturday, June 23, 2012

Baby Dayne | Moab Newborn Photography

This sweetheart was so cooperative---love these little guys who show me their eyes AND go right to sleep!

I couldn't let the chance to snap a shot of Dayne with his grandfather go by. I have a feeling Dayne's going to especially like that photo someday!

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Sweet Baby Michael| Moab Newborn Photography

Sweet baby Michael, the first of five boys all born while my dad was visiting Moab for the first time. This boy was wide-awake and sweetly content.  I'm in love with black and white images recently, though as you can see in the last image, he's adorable in color too!

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Ten on Tuesday

Time to recommit to the blog. Lots of sneak peeks to post later this week, but for today---here's my first random collection of ten notes on Tuesday.

1. Three baseball games in one week = rushed dinners and lots of snow cone juice on Nolie's shirts.

2. Made spicy pasta tonight with romas and basil from our garden---yay, first harvest!

3. I started to tell the boys how my mom created this dish of sauteed onions, garlic, red peppers, spices and herbs, but I lost it. I want to tell them stories about my mom and talk about her so they continue to know her, but I'm just not able to yet without worrying them with my tears.

4. New song discovery of the week: "Losers" by The Belle Brigade---hat tip to Peppermint for the recommendation. (Warning: lyrics include slight language)

5. My friend CeCe introduced me to Danielle LaPorte's site and my favorite post yet is her "We Know Your Busy, Now Shut Up About It"

6. I gave my prayer partner from church, eleven-year-old Alex, a challenge to memorize the Desiderata this summer. It didn't even occur to me at first to give my own boys the same challenge. Aidan has the first quarter down, and Sean has been copying it into his notebook. My dad had a print of it hanging in our basement when I was growing up, so their learning it makes my heart sing.

7. Another discovery via the Digi Show: Google Play. This means the boys no longer need to burn CDs of music for their radio show as we can access our music collection anywhere. Google, we love you!

8. No trip to Grand Junction is complete without a trip to EBricks. After taking my dad to the airport, Nolan and I pooled our pennies on a mini-figure of Indiana Jones. Nolie set a new record by losing Indy's hat within an hour of getting home (I wouldn't let him open the mini zip lock it came in while on the drive home---because I'm mean like that and didn't want to search for it in the car). We all feared Indiana was in the belly of the beast, ie: Duke, but today Nolan found it under my bed! Yay--much celebration ensued!

9. Guess who loves water? We drove up to Oowah lake for Father's Day but too many people were fishing there for a splashy dog to play fetch. So after a picnic and hot hike (it was 85 even up there!), we went to Ken's Lake and Duke found his true purpose in life: fetching frisbees from cool water. True joy.

10. I made it to ten ---and Aidan's team won tonight's game 7-5. Happy First Day of Summer!

Light52: Week 22

"Run" by Snow Patrol

Another song from the past---how I loved it in 2005. I remember listening to it on the drive to UHC in 2006, crying because I had never really listened to the lyrics closely and I had just sent Aidan and Sean to Flagstaff for the week.

In 2009-10, it was my favorite song to start a run. It starts slow and builds up to a perfect pace for me. I remember running a path along the pier in San Diego while it played in my earbuds.

There's a passage in Eat Pray Love, toward the end, when she fashions an image of herself at an older age and hears her own voice encouraging her---praying for her and offering her hope. This song lends itself to a mother's voice, but that older version of myself is whom I always hear in these lyrics.

Now it is a favorite of Aidan's; he's asked me to include it in his playlist for his next radio show. I was afraid to listen to it, thinking of the pain in that car ride and wondering what new emotions it would give rise to now. Instead, it was a gift.

My favorite lines: "Slower, slower / we don't have time for that/ all I want is to find a way/ to get out of our little heads"

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Friday, June 1, 2012

Light52: Week 21

One of my all-time favorite songs. *Someday* I'll learn to play it. For years, it was the closing song on every mix tape or CD I made for anyone. I remember falling asleep to it most nights the summer of 1990, when Eileen was in the hospital and I was living in Mertz. The following year I came to associate it with Brian and it had new connotations. Then it was a lullaby I sang to my babies. Now I sing it to myself, in the same mode I recall from 1990, as a rope to hold on to, reminding me that I'm alright for now.

Goodnight baby, sleep tight my love
May God watch over you from above
Tomorrow I'm workin' What would I do
I'd be lost and lonely if not for you
So close your eyes
We're alright for now

I've spent my life travelin'
Spent my life free
I could not repay all you've done for me

So sleep tight baby
Unfurrow your brow
And know I love you
We're alright for now

Light52: Week 20

At church a couple weeks ago, we sang "Morning Has Broken." Immediately thought of Leaf, my friend and student at MZMO who chose this song for our staff mix tape. She said at the time that she wanted it played at her funeral, which we all laughed about because it was so in character for Leaf to make such a lovely song morose.

And here I am, all these years later, just learning what she already understood.

"Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning.
Born of the one light Eden saw play.
Praise with elation, praise every morning;
God's recreation of the new day."

God's re-creation or God's recreation? and the same.

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