A minimalist archive, moments in time.
We did Christmas a week early this year. The baby sat on the living room floor and worked through the snowman paper with some help — a box of toy pots and pans…
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Took the baby to see Santa this afternoon — the first time. We put the little one in the white knit sweater with the green sash, which held up better than…
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Over to San Francisco for the afternoon, most of which happened at the piano. The baby stood at the keyboard, both hands flat on the keys, delighted by the…
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No wind at all. The lake sat flat and the whole hillside of oaks doubled itself in the water — rust and brown mostly, with a few green holdouts near the top…
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Claire turned one today, so we did the whole thing at home in Orinda: presents, balloon, cake. The presents went about how you'd expect at one — more interest…
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Didn't go anywhere today. Stayed in with the little one, who spent most of the afternoon working on crawling across the living room carpet — arms out wide,…
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Stayed in this afternoon. The baby wore the white sailboat dress, the one with the red bows and the rickrack around the hem, and held court on the floor in…
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Family sailboat day, three generations aboard. We got everyone loaded at the slip first — the baby napped in the cockpit on a beach towel while the rest of us…
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Mother's Day, and we marked it outside first — a sloped garden on a San Francisco hillside, all white groundcover spilling over the rocks along the stone…
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First of a few days at the canyon. The road north climbed through a smaller red-rock canyon first, walls going from rust to white with pine wedged into every…
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