Cindy

Lola & The Wasp

Let this be a warning to all wasps: you will be captured, tortured, and left for dead. You only hope the humans catch you first. (At least you will have a chance at survival in a glass jar).

Kelley

Charlie's Garden

Snow's melting on Black Butte,
The experts say.
It's time for a garden
Safe to plant away!
Tear open the packets
Clear out the weeds.
Spread the seed starter
And planting soil please.
DON'T EAT THAT!
And clean off your hands!
The dirt in your mouth
Is from far away lands!
Here, take your toy shovel
While I water the pots.
No! Not the dirt again,
Your face is covered in mud spots.
OK, chase that squirrel
While I move to the deck.
COME BACK HERE, YOU RASCAL!
The street is not for your trek!
Finally, a diversion
You've discovered a hole.
Now, can I please finish?
I'm on a role!
Wildflowers, Snap Dragon
Blanket Flower, Lavender Glo.
Basil, Chives, Thyme,
Rosemary, and Oregano.
Now, if you will finally please take a good nap
WILL YOUR FIRST FLOWER GARDEN ACTUALLY GROW?

(wish Charlie luck!)

Cindy

After seeing what good gardeners we are, the landlord offered up a patch of land to call our own. From here on out known as The Farm, as seen in stage II. (I'd like to get a couple goats but I'm afraid the alley cats would eat them).

Cindy

Rooftop Garden

Cindy

The lovely and talented Joelle, channeling her inner Elton.

Kelley

Learnin' the Lures

Cindy

Birthday Surprises. Happy Birthday Love!

Kelley

With my laptop wedged between me and the steering wheel, I am posting from inside my car. It's parked in the driveway with Wee Sing Folk music blaring, a squirmy child buckled into his carseat in the back, and the seatbelt indicator beeping in my ear. Charlie did not opt for a nap today. Not a wink. I've had a long day. "Mama's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'....mama's little baby loves shortnin' bread." Oh yes, the music of choice these days! Now Charlie is yelling at his sock, it won't pull off. While it may seem that motherhood is full of these fleeting moments of solitude and endangered tidbits of adult interaction, it really is the best thing in the world. For those without kids, I do have a suggested reading. I recall what it is like without a child.....and this article is a funny reminder. A good look back at a childless life. It's called "Making Friends" by Amy Ozols in the Shouts & Murmurs section of the current New Yorker. I remember those Timmy's. (Cindy, I thought of you when I read this...did YOU write this article under a pen name?) A fitting note to end on here in my ear inside this quickly-becoming stuffy car, "The old gray mare, she ain't what she used to be, many long years ago."

Cindy

Snoqualmie Falls.

Cindy

Waiting for tomatoes to sprout.

Cindy

Moss Monkey

robyn

just thought i'd post what i'm working on right now. myself and two other designers are creating poster templates for all 50 states. this was one of my states. i designed 16 more. i'm kind of over it.

Cindy

Bracket Fungi

Kelley

Here and There

Liquid sky
Drips,
In both places
Melting like glass tears
Rolling off cool live
Foliage.
There.
A Mountain on the sea
And salty air
Seabirds circle
Their calls echo against
Creaking sails
Above Puget nets.
And you breathe
Green rain.
Here.
Water pelts down
In gusts
Like falling sheets
Above the pines,
Through the Rockies.
A lazy river rises
In muddy swirls,
As eagles prepare for young
With wet nests
Up high.
And I breathe
Green rain.

Cindy

Fern & Moss

Cindy

Tree Moss II

Kelley

A week in Montana! Cold sunny mornings, spring runoff and the peaceful roll of the Clark Fork river. Best of all, Grampy and Mimi to watch Charlie! I miss the Big Sky country.....

Cindy

Tree Moss

Cindy

Busy May Day. Port of Seattle.

Kelley

Happy May Day! We've been up since 3:30 am with an insane teething toddler. That said, my creative brain is trying to get some sleep. But I do want to give my husband a big congratulations on another fabulous issue of Catch Magazine! It came out today catchmagazine.net
And now that it's finished, maybe I will finally see that man I'm married to...