making cookies

Last night, Ryan, Jameson, and I went with my grandparents to see Annie. It was so much fun. (Watching my mom and Merrick on stage is bound to be entertaining.) Back at the ranch, Camilla and Jess were whipping up a batch of cookies with William:

highlights that made it to my phone


summer veg


uber cool


snitched from mama’s garden


roadside loveliness


sweet cherries from williamson


he’s for real


will heaven look like this?


what the farmer left in our field


being incredibly eager to go


golf at papa’s (in maine)


jameson’s new passion


balancing ball on tee = hardest part


papa bruce is the MAN.


yes, they really were fantastic on the road to and from maine


“mom, i’m like a big boy. take a picture, mom.”

flying by

Our first summer here is… flying by. Rooms that still need to be settled, first attempts at gardening, guests coming and going, sisters buying houses, friends buying houses, and trying to fit in “summer stuff” in all the cracks (sort of unsuccessfully, it seems) has made for busy weeks. I swear the fields were just being plowed, and then yesterday I looked, and the corn is as high as an elephant’s eye.

I don’t mind, really, because it’s fun and real and life. I only mind when I realize it’s Jameson’s last few months as a three year old and *choke on tears* I want him to stay little forever.

The summer of 1 and 3 — that’s how I keep thinking of this. So incredibly special.

Jameson and Merrick at a parade on the 4th:


William at the parade — a little on the hot side:

Jameson in Carina’s new pool (and yes, I did eventually get him into the water!: