The summer came with a great thunderclap and much rain. It has been very cool, but the garden has grown and the children have had fun despite the cool weather. I made a baking soda volcano with Calvin between rainstorms, and Dave made Calvin a DADA guitar that reminds me more of Miro than of real musical instruments. It was a hit at the daycare.
My mother has moved to town and is living at the old house on Beech Street. I caught her off guard having a smoke in the basement while they finished painting the upstairs. The scene reminds me in a way of Van Gogh's potato eaters. Something about the grey walls of the basement and the smell of earth that reminds me of potatoes.
We made it to the music festival in Schroon Lake and enjoyed fiddle players, cloggers, and a crazy hail storm before heading for home.
Another week has passed and I've finished my first clerkship of third year. I enjoyed making pie and cooking dinner for folks after my exam. We had a little home-Suygrown blueberry pie party for Calvin today to begin the celebration of his birthday, which is actually next Sunday. Here he is blowing out the candles and opening his presents, legos and a tether ball, something he got excited about at Isabel's camp family fun night.
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