Jr Space Ranger

Let's see, how do you start this thing?

Maybe pressing here and here...

OK! Turn this way for Saturn...

Uumm...Nana...

You're standing right in the middle of my space field...

This boy makes me giggle.

Keeses.

N2

Possibilities

From Free Will Astrology by Rob Brezsny

Leo astrology reading for this last week

for all Leo birthday celebrants out there

in which good company I also count myself.

According to Hawaiian mythology, the soul leaves the body during the night to seek the adventures known as dreams. The place of departure and re-entry is the "soul pit" (lua’uhane), which is located in the tear duct of the eye. During the next few nights, I'd love for you to send your soul flying out though your soul pit for some daring exploits that will revitalize your lust for life. Take your backlog of stored-up tears along with you, and pour them down like rain on the secret garden you've been neglecting. The garden will respond to the downpour with a big growth spurt.

The garden seems to be responding.

How are your dream and real life gardens growing?

Keesses!

N2

Young Love

Time is a flyin by here. Met up with the Dear Daughter and Corn Tiger a week ago to introduce him to my friend Anne before she flew the coop for France. She left this past Wednesday. See what I mean about time and flyin?!


Anne and I have led somewhat parallel lives -- oldest daughters of large families with three boys (hers, 6 kids, mine, 10), still occupying the same apartments we moved into in SF in 1976 (hers in the Inner Mission, mine in the Richmond district), and have both been spending some months in southwestern France for the past few years, in the same little village of Soreze (look up in the right corner of ye blogge; I changed the slide show to give you a glimpse of the village).

Due to different schedules of residence in that little village, we just met in France last year, and have since been meeting up in San Francisco while we have both been on this side. Anne is a talented painter and you can get a feel for her work at her website: Anne Subercaseaux


Didn't even get to see my Little Love in person last week (this photo is from the week before), only talked to him on the phone with commentary by the Daughter. He is very talkative for such a little guy, not quite 4 months old now, but then, he is growing as fast as weeds in the summer garden.

And he already has his first crush, on his beautiful mom. You can see it in the look on his face in the picture below. Doesn't that look just say "Ah, there she is, the One!" And, of course, the feeling is mutual, you can see that too.

I went by to see them on my way out of the city. Corn Tiger was nappin on the boob, but woke up while his mom I were talking. They share that same coppery shade of red hair. (Six out of ten kids in our family had red hair, contrary to the "recessive" nature of that gene, and CT's dad has red in his beard.)

And the love! Oh My Heart! Gotta get my hands on those two this week.

Warm Baby Hugs!

x0

N2

Blue Sunday

It was such a solitary and quiet Sunday after the busyness of the last holiday weekend.

But the flowers kept me company.

Big blue kisses.

x0

N2

First Hickey

I spent some time in a hotel room this weekend with a younger man and we shared our first hickey.

(Mine and his....You have to watch out for those nursing babies, in a pinch they'll latch on to the closest available skin.

And, believe it or not, I've never gotten a hickey before.)

"Wait! You said there wouldn't be pictures."

We have met the paparazzi and they are us.

There were chaperones involved...

As you might suspect from the beautiful bouquet, the Daughter was a member of the wedding party of a dear girl friend who grew up around the corner in the Burg. I was a guest and on Nana duty at the hotel while the gals go ready, during the ceremony outside at the Sand Francisco Presidio and at the reception at the officer's club there. It was a beautiful day and a lovely event.

I didn't get a lot of pictures, since my hands were tied up with the Corn Tiger.

Here's a rather fuzzy shot of two of the gorgeous bridesmaids.

The oldest guest, the bride's granny, wanted her picture taken with the youngest.

CT was done with posing by this time.

Which just meant that I got to do more rocking of and singing to the baby boy.

Gotta get it while I can.

Hickeys all 'round!

x0

N2

A Bunch of Fireworks

Kind of looks like a fireworks bouquet, non?!

Hope you had a friendly gathering and got to see fireworks light the sky.

x0

N2