Feb
06
2011
As everyone in Rhinebeck will tell you (no, really; everyone), we are running out of places to put the snow. Some illustrations: Jen’s Sunken Garden … … Sarah’s swing, which the snow is rising to meet … … and her submerged jungle gym. Still, it reflects the light beautifully at sunset.
Jan
30
2011
At least one of our number does not seem to mind the relentless snow of 2011. But even she occasionally retreats indoors, where she is making slow but steady progress on her scarf.
Jan
23
2011
We had an icy weekend. On Friday, we took Sarah to see Disney Princesses on Ice at Madison Square Garden, at the invitation of the parents of one of her classmates. Sarah was not sure why all the princesses from the various stories would be together at the same show, or why they would be […]
Jan
17
2011
Jen and Sarah tried to clear the pond for skating on Saturday, but the ice was too bumpy and they abandoned the project. On Sunday, we used our new pasta press to make bucatini all’Amatriciana.
Jan
02
2011
We had a great Christmas vacation at the farm with Jen’s family. Here, in transliteration, is Sarah’s letter to St. Nick: Dear St. Nicholas, The cookies and milk are for you! And the carrots are for your reindeer! 🙂 And the hay for your reindeer, and the hay is in the barn. Help yourself. Love, […]
Nov
28
2010
Sarah made beautiful placecards for Thanksgiving. Even though we were sad not have Grandma with us, we had much to be thankful for, including a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner. For dessert, we had hickory nut pie (among other pies). It was an exhausting affair. The indefatigable Sarah, however, got everyone to play Monopoly, every day. She […]
Nov
21
2010
Sarah spent a busy weekend preparing for Thanksgiving, although she did take a little time out to complete her piano homework. Not everyone is excited about Thanksgiving.
Nov
14
2010
Sarah and Jen are already thinking ahead to next spring, planting bulbs that they got from Aunt Julie’s chorus fundraiser. Here is a red-bellied woodpecker, which spent most of the day at the feeder. And below, some of our last remaining leaves.