november 7

I haven’t said anything here about the presidential campaign, and I don’t have much to say about the election results. Well, I do, but I won’t. I’ll just say: Peggy Noonan was right when she said that this cake was baked awhile ago. I was truly shocked when Obama gained traction during the campaign; I am not shocked that he was re-elected.

We needed Ron Paul, and got the opposite. But then, doing hard things doesn’t seem to be my generation’s forte.


Last week, my mother-in-law braved several miniature planes and flew in for a visit. We love, love, love when she visits. Beatrice was especially smitten, and they were practically inseparable.


Frost really and truly hit this week. I checked the temperature before setting off for my walk: 24 degrees. Brrrr! Cold, and achingly beautiful. That’s the North Country for you.


Less daylight in the evenings just means cozier dinnertimes. Summer always was my favorite season, thanks to green grass, gorgeous flowers, balmy weather and bare feet. But the longer I’m a mama, the more I grow to love these months of being hemmed in by darkness come late afternoon. Candles, music, the smell of dinner, laughing children finding creative ways to enjoy the confines of a house: these are lovely things.

november 2

It’s not just the old blog that’s been ignored. There are so many pictures that have just been living on my phone waiting to be sorted, labeled, saved.

Our fall has included some really and truly lovely days. One afternoon, we all spontaneously piled into the van and drove to Lake Placid. It rained when we got there, but the drive was breathtaking and the kids were awfully loveable.

Another afternoon, we got to visit a family down the road. Beatrice was treated like a princess.

We walked to our Literature Class at Mom’s house as many Thursdays as we could. Sometimes we just had to stop and snap a photo. Wow.

The highlight of the fall so far, however, was a family trip to New York. It was highly anticipated by all of us, but especially by William. He even drew pictures of the Statue of Liberty — and also talked about her non-stop. (Look carefully; there’s a book, a torch, and a crown!)

Their big eyes took in every single detail.

But this took the cake.


God sometimes outdoes Himself, if I do say so.