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  Posted: Sep 22, 2012 6:35 PM FEED
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Shooting barefoot on the fire escape high above our beautiful city of angels. Thank you for the photo @sarveytrector_photo ❀️
Posted: Oct 14, 2017 3:54 AM
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Goodbye beautiful tiny milk tooth no.4. As we traveled home from school today, Violet clutching her school basket in which surely sat a ziplock bag marked "Violet's tooth" she mentioned "isn't it funny how we say we lost the tooth when it just came out and we didn't lose it at all?" Immediately the phrase "I'm sorry for your loss" came to mind and I found myself saying to lose something is not about not knowing where the thing is but letting go of something. If we need or choose to look for it again we can find it, just not in the spot it once was. We talked about losing our dogs and how we can find them again in our hearts or in our dreams. Naturally by the time we got home we had absolutely lost the lost-tooth. We drove all the way back to school and retraced our steps. An older child at school told Violet not to worry, she once lost a lost-tooth and the tooth fairy still knew to come. The world inside and outside is moving, collapsing, losing... so fast and I'm trying harder than ever to keep my heart open to where I will find this tooth again and what incredible lesson will drop into our lives once we do. Tonight I'll let go of a little bit more of my "baby-girl" and see her for the beautiful human she is becoming as she lets go a little more of me also ❀️***Update, Violet has the lost tooth once again! Her friend handed her the ziplock bag she had found on the path outside of school with the lost-lost-tooth on Monday morning. Pure magic.
This patch of incredible Golden Cosmo's have been making my day all week as they reach ever higher for the sky 🌼
Pure joy, filming this heavenly creature in the woods this weekend ✨
Posted: Sep 28, 2017 2:26 AM
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Days, beds and thoughts packed with jam.
Posted: Sep 22, 2017 5:16 PM
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The effects of DTaP vaccination two days later. It's complicated. My thoughts have not yet landed but I want to remember this moment of dis-ease I feel watching Poppy respond to the bacteria.
Posted: Sep 17, 2017 6:47 AM
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Tonight the kindest and most willing family made all of Hugo's three year old dreams come true. @annika_dotter I just connected the Waldorf dots πŸ’˜thank you!
Posted: Sep 16, 2017 6:44 PM
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Getting ready for a hoedown, naturally πŸ‘˜
Posted: Sep 13, 2017 4:28 AM
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Hugo Elliott Bear is off to Preschool. This is the youngest we have started any of our children in school and I couldn't be happier that his 3 year old days will be filled with all the love, adventure and wisdom that lives within these walls and education. He was also sound asleep by 6 o'clock tonight πŸŒ»πŸ„
Posted: Sep 11, 2017 11:06 PM
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Poppy's first day of Kindergarten, wearing the dress she thrifted and we dyed in a moment of bliss with strawberries and blackberries πŸ’•
Posted: Sep 10, 2017 12:05 AM
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I wanted you all my childhood but we lived in a city and my mother didn't believe in raising dogs in cities. At 24 I picked you up from the west valley pound and brought you home to Santa Monica. A million wet noses in my face to wake me, drool dripping on my legs as you waited pointedly to finish off my food, stolen lattes and baguettes, late night runs alongside of me, sharp nails stepping on my bare feet, escapes to Sees Candy on Wilshire where the security guard would call me, "she's here again...", the time you nipped out the office and ran back and forth on Main Street and a car ran over your tail, you were my bridesmaid with flowers around your collar, you stayed next to me as I labored, three times at home, you licked my tears, you cowered when I was angry, you loved peanut butter and you ate Gonzo's food. You looked for him, you smelled for him as we walked around the neighborhood since he died. You grew deaf as you grew older and we loved to hear your jingle jangle collar whenever we opened the fridge door. You were beautiful and untamable. You were never my pet but you loved me and I was yours. You didn't care for dog parks and you had one true dog love, our neighbor, the golden retriever, Emerson. My mother walked you day after day when I couldn't do one more thing and you bonded deeply. She cried and cried when she knew your day had come. You were surrounded by all our love as you drew your last breaths. Your wet black nose softly lying in my hands. I'll be finding your pure white fur on my pants for the rest of my days. Thank you, I'm sorry, I love you. Forever.
Posted: Sep 9, 2017 11:09 PM
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By my side from July 3rd, 2002 until September 8th, 2017 πŸƒ
Posted: Sep 7, 2017 12:36 AM
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Day 1. 2nd grade. There were tears, fears and a little caffeine all before 8a then giant smiles as we walked through the gates and she got to hug and squeeze all her favorite people once again 🍏
Posted: Sep 4, 2017 3:42 AM
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A million tiny particles vibrate through my mind tonight as I think about today. Driving down PCH this morning, singing along to Dolly Parton at the top of our lungs, Catching crabs, slipping into secret caves, trusting the water would not swallow them up, friends holding Violet's hand and showing her how to surf, climbing rocks so high the phrase make sure I can still see you is rendered completely pointless. Watching the children sink into a culture so rich with trust and connection to the earth and water my whole body tingles "yes". This is exactly where we should be. I spent my childhood on the beaches of Scotland or finding freezing burns and stripping down and running into the water to find that moment of surrender. To watch Violet smile brighter than ever after gulping down the water and squeezing the salt from her eyes was like drinking from the source. Now it all seems like moment upon moment of thought and action tied together through time and earth and no matter how much burns down we regenerate and return again and again to the moments of childlike bliss when we touch surrender and fall into life either as ourselves or through our children. Love.
Posted: Aug 31, 2017 4:41 AM
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Heavenly summer rain falls outside my open windows but the air still feels like bath water at my desk.