a story. when she was two weeks old i loaded her in a front pack my friend kathy, who hannah is named after (h. kathleen), made for her older brother ian. and climbed a mountain. a small one, nevertheless i did it. on top, i nursed her, and changed her diaper. and down we came. the leaves were turning. just like now.
the thomases, who were so briefly here, blogged about their visit.
a beautiful story, thankyou for sharing...k.
ReplyDeleteDoesn't time fly? If only we could bottle it all.
ReplyDeleteawww, mum....thank you.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely little story, good luck to your daughter, my nearly 20 year old is going to university in Manchester on Monday:-)
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Lovely, Velma! Blessings to Hannah as she begins another new journey.
ReplyDeletePeter and Donna's workshop in Buffalo at the Western New York Book Arts Center was great! They are very special people.
transitions come with the turning leaves. bonnie, i'm glad you enjoyed!
ReplyDeleteoh what a story. put that in a little book. i wish her luck. an archivist is such a lovely thing to become.
ReplyDeleteit would make a good little book!
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