still remiss, miss me?

Stella is growing and now almost 3 months old! I am hoping to see the grandchillin' soon--maybe this weekend--so will have more recent images posted after that, I promise!

Meanwhile, these shots from this summer may tide you over:

Griffin and Oscar busy on the floor in August.

Stella and her Aunt Rachel

and her Uncle John.

Stella and her mom, Shanna, about a month later, mid-August,

and her big bros, Grayson and Griffin.

AND

I finally got Griffin to take that little car out of his mouth!

Daddy's girl. With a little dried formula on her face.

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It's been a busy summer and now it's only few weeks until the autumnal equinox and I've not posted a thing since early July. Sheesh.

Biggest news is Stella's arrival! Here are a few pics of her birthday, early afternoon, July 17, 2012:

Stella Harper Hyland

Her first photo op with all the grandparents and Griffin,

and biggest brother Grayson was there too!

When I got home much later that evening, I still had my camera and took a walk around the block just to savor and extend the the day. A large, graceful hydrangea with delicate blooms caught my eye. Three grandsons later, now the small miracle of a perfect little girl at last. I am so rich, so fortunate, so surprised to have someone new to get to know, to share stories and history, love and hilarity. There are six astonishing, brilliant, and beautiful individuals on the earth because of me. No matter the failures and disappointments of my life, I am immortal. I am grateful. I am so, so humbled.

Americana

The 4th was the first truly warm night we've had since winter ended, and at first I thought I might be willing to brave the eastside waterfront crowds for the fireworks display over the Willamette River downtown. Thought I'd like to bring the camera and see what I could shoot. 

But as the darkness approached, Doc and I thought better of heading to the river and the masses, so took a walk around the corner into the Irvington neighborhood behind my apartment. The street was exploding with rockets and flares, firecrackers, children and adults, bicyclists whizzing by--dodging fire bursts and the occasional car. We stood transfixed for nearly a half-hour by the noise and laughter, blinding light and colorful blasts. The sweetness of the moment moved me deeply, and I tried to capture some of the excitement and uncomplicated joy on that summer night's traditional celebration. 

a few neighborhood impressions

Just for today, when the sun was out, the breeze was so light and mild, the soft morning was still quiet, I felt so, so lucky. And this is what I found.

Well-maintained memorial to a beloved potbelly.

a perfectly perfect day.

Memorial Day weekend Rachel and Oscar spent a delirious, delicious, hilarious, and sweet afternoon visit at my house! They were in town to meet, snuggle and schmooze with a brand new family member on the Macy side in Newberg (Baby Will, who, judging from photos is as adorable as all the rest of Oscar's cousins).

 My place was jumping with boyz for hours! Grayson was the hero of the day: the littler boyz only wanting to be wherever he was, doing whatever he was doing, literally hanging on him and following him room to room to room and back again.

It hadn't been this exciting in my apartment since the last time the Philly family was here, way last summer! Brock also spent the afternoon and Shanna joined us as soon as she got off work (baby Stella makes her debut next month!!), and even Doc came by for the meet-up. I managed to get just a few shots at home, but had better luck at McMenamins where the rambunctious ones finally had to stay in their chairs (let us all praise highchair straps!). It was a perfect day. Perfect and sweet and funny and fun.

Brock & Griff

Oscar & pizza

Rachel & smile

Oscar & Rachel break the crayon with their powerful breaths!

Grayson & crayons

Rachel actively listening to Grayson

Grayson less actively expressing his thoughts

Oscar actively listening to Griffin who is not quite coherent. Yet.

Brock politely enduring yet another encounter with my camera. Thanks, big guy!!

my Friday man

Griffin! Every Friday for lunch (accompanied by his dad, Brock) I'm completely charmed by this new little guy in my life.

(Ohhh, I think I'm in trouble.)

What springs eternal?

Well, my attempt to write a poem a day crashed and burned leaving no survivors two days into the project. What is it that makes me such an optimist, time after time, as I try and try again? It must be innate, because the sustained failure to achieve so many earnestly-begun creative projects has surely been the most (embarrassing) consistent and predictable outcome over the long course of my life! Yet somehow I don't much care. Like Scarlet, I start again and again, secure in the knowledge that tomorrow's another day. Tra-laa! Besides, the sun is out and the day is warm enough to not need a jacket for the first time since October.

Here are a couple of Easter morning photos, snapped on my way home from Starbucks.

spring on a dry day~surprise!

Returned Netflix DVDs at the Post Office in NW Portland on my break this morning and brought my camera with me since the sun was out and colorful things are beginning to bloom. 

A Poem a Day, a Photo a Day

For NaPoWriMo, I'm posting my daily poem into the dedicated page listed on the right. But my daily photos will be posted here on my main page. 30 days, 30 poems, 30 photos. It's a test!

Today I actually got two shots that I don't hate.

I was a good day to be inside.