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That’s not his name but that’s what he represents. This is one of my littlest cousins, Aiden. His favorite color is red … or at least it used to be. He wrote me a letter (with some loving assistance) asking me about my favorite color. I wrote him back and told him orange … or at least it used to be. When I watch, read and listen to the news, because I have to do that, it can be quite dispiriting to think about the future. But then I can think of this little person with his hands clasped, ready to take on the world. With loving assistance …

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art by jordan

art by jordan

What brightens a long day? Arriving home to a big envelope. At first, I was thinking , “Oh, heck. What could this be?” I flip over the envelope and see the magic words. “Love Jordan.” My nephew and in the kids postcard club. He’s not even half a dozen years old yet though he almost looks like he’s twelve. I exaggerate only a bit. I’m not sure if he’s ready for a stationery kit like Maya but I told his parents to let him know that since he sent me a beautiful flower I am planning to send him a hummingbird (postcard).

More about this photo in a future post. Take care. 😉

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While babysitting for a friend. The light shining through mom’s shawl onto her sleeping daughter’s hand. The newest member in a family of artists. A lovely calming sight in a chaotic world. 😉

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Growing up in Virginia, my parents made clear quite often that “times are tight.”  Many a fellow classmate wore more expensive clothes but mine were just as clean and it didn’t matter that they were purchased via layaway.  And my brothers and I still share stories of how well my mother could stretch a can of Campbells soup.  But it wasn’t until I was accepted into college, completing financial aid forms and trying to figure out how my family’s income fit on various grids … that’s when one day I looked across the table at my parents and said, “Did you know we’re classified as poor?”  That I did not feel poor despite my family having little money says a lot about my parents and the neighborhood in which I walked.

Virginia Dogwood

It is a very different neighborhood in which the little girl Dasani lives.  It is a Brooklyn neighborhood in transition.  Thanks to the New York Times series, Invisible Child, readers can journey with her through that changing world.  You the reader can walk with her, run, kick, and dance.  You can even hear her voice and those of the people around her because it is a multimedia presentation with short videos at the end of each of the five parts.  It is a series provoking a lot of conversation, dialogue, debate … and hopefully, most importantly, some good actions.  It can sometimes be tough to read and to watch but I hope people do.

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In little creatures new to the world like my cousin Aiden, photographed here by his mama and wrapped in a blanket made by his aunt.

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Jordan Playing in the Leaves, photo by Dad

Jordan Playing in the Leaves

My brother is not off the hook for his guest post about music and mountains, but I must admit that this photo he did share of his son at play in a field of leaves was quite an autumn treat.  A 3-year old the size of a 5-year old with big brown eyes filled with wonder at the world.  My brother wrote that it is an image that makes him want to sit and write “about the joy and emotions of Fall and Winter.”  I hope he does put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) and that Jordan keeps playing in the leaves. 😉

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As spring draws to a conclusion, the last of my dandelions have fallen apart helped by a sudden gust of wind from an open window.  I wonder what the summer will blow my way.  Meanwhile here’s a gallery of the dandelion images.  FYI, the folks at Talking Writing Magazine paired some of the images with an essay by Fran Cronin about a mother letting her daughter go as She’s Leaving Home for college.  An excellent read.  Check it out.  Meanwhile have a good Thursday!

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