Category Archives: grandkids

pick and eat

A week ago this morning I was in the ER in Newberg with Mauri while at the very same time Quinn was in the ER in Denver with Dusty. Mauri’s shingles were quickly diagnosed, and he was sent home with … Continue reading

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bailey marries sarah

The longer I wait to write this post the more pictures I gather for it, another social media win! Mostly, though, I share this lovely family event from my point of view, which of course is how I alone will … Continue reading

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bailey graduates from dordt

Visiting Dordt as one option for his college education, Bailey had no trouble choosing. Four years and a double major later! A venue this size to accommodate the family of 352 graduates meant we grandparents “attended” graduation via cyberspace. It’s … Continue reading

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poetry

Poetry emerged as a theme this weekend, not that we planned it or anything. I guess it started when Mauri received a poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay in his email about the arrival of spring. Several lines caught his … Continue reading

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and on the road this time . . .

With a full heart from my days in Michigan, I loaded my rental car and hit the road—not for the airport but for Virginia to spend a week with my other Carlson son and his family in Haymarket. It wouldn’t … Continue reading

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art museum

I’ll bet you didn’t know we have an art museum two blocks from our house. Its hours are 9 to 10:45am and only open today. Of course I didn’t want miss out, so I went! Given its small window of … Continue reading

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treasures in wooden form

Have I mentioned I’ve been releasing attachments / deaccumulating lately? Yea, I suppose I have. Well, I’m still doing it. Nine wooden puzzles. I’d be rich if I had a dime for every single time I put them together through … Continue reading

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