Our camera died

So, our camera died. Right in the middle of Chris and Elly's wedding actually. Not particularly good timing. I didn't realize how much we'd come to use that thing to document everything. So we've been without for a week now, which seems like an eternity. We've already missed Oliver's pony ride, family night in the Airstream, Brian demolishing the cabin kitchen, and Cricket sleeping on Oliver sleeping. Critical times.

Luckily, not before we captured Oliver with Aunt Chick in June

blowing in the wind

Call me crazy but I like diapers hanging on a line. I know. But there's something about it. Reminds me of that plastic bag video in American Beauty. Or maybe that's a little too artsy. Maybe it just reminds me of a bra tree or underwear fence. You know, knickers against a backdrop of trees and sky (or mountains in the case of the one we photographed in Wanaka, NZ, below). (And if you check out this guy's website you can see some more -better- pictures of the underwear fence too.)

Thoughts?

why are we here?

So why did I start a blog? I guess primarily I wanted a place to share little Oliver blips with the family, and friends too. Then I started thinking that I'd also like to share snippets about food, projects, art, the property, daily life... stuff. Kinda like a good catch-up conversation with friends, but a bit more one-sided. Or maybe like Ravelry (a fun website introduced to me by neighbor Jods. It's like Facebook for knitters. You can share projects, look at what other people make, get inspired, check out knitting eye candy...) for sewing, cooking, urban homesteading, and the like.

Good times at Green Garden

Anyway I thought I'd give it a try. I remember reading Defne's holiday letter one year and looking at all the pictures and thinking, "MAN do they have some fun in that family!" Nothing but smiles and laughing. OK, so Defne says this isn't always the case, but it is a nice picture. So although this may be mostly about the Kudej family - it'll be a bit more of fun moments, grand achievements, and neato projects and less of venting. Not that we don't vent and have tough days (ha! you all know me and know that!), but I guess I don't intend to dwell.

Brian took Oliver and I to the park so we wouldn't dwell on our Chicken Pox

I recently read this post on Soulemama (yup, Jodanna found that one too), which seemed like an eloquent explanation about keeping it positive. So anyway. Here we are. Thanks for reading! Thanks for your comments. It's great to keep in touch with more than a Facebook thumbs up.

Hello, Summer!

Sunday was an aberration of summer 09. Beautiful - sunny - breezy... So we packed many summer adventures into one day. Starting with some crafting: I'm assuming my blog posts aren't top on Chris and Elly's list ... so I'm posting a picture of their wedded bliss duvet cover. I finally got a sun-filled day to wash and hang it to dry:
I thought it was all original - an idea totally my own. But then when I looked at it hung on the line, it seemed very Denyse Schmidt-esque. Ah well, we all get inspiration from somewhere.

With the warm air, we couldn't resist a trip to the property. Brian made some wood from some aspen he didn't care for, Oliver helped, and I picked blueberries.

Then we went down the street to a farm field feast. Our local Slow Food chapter put on a dinner at Seeds and Spores Farm, where we had great food, great company, and a beautiful time on the farm. I even met a fellow Ravelry-er from Marquette and eyed her sweaters and hand-knit woolens all evening.

Oliver sat on Lenny (he started saying "horse" only the day before) and couldn't stop talking about horses the whole rest of the evening. We took several walks by the horses and even fed Lenny some clover. That inspired a whole new round of "horse! horse!" and Oliver started picking all sorts of grass and weeds, holding his arm out and saying "horse!" as if one would magically appear to eat the grass (even if we were nowhere near the horses). We closed with an amazing fresh cream and raspberry clafouti and headed home.