After spending time with the withered frames, I took the girls out in the garden to see the transformation from summer to fall. The roses are still blooming but most of the plants have died off....somewhat like some of the residents at Newfield.
Soon enough, we left Newfield and headed south to Terry and Gino's house in Manomet. They had invited the girls to come and pick pumpkins from their garden. Fall was in the air. Bittersweet surrounded the barn as well as framing the house.
The girls loved running or tumbling down the side hill. Like fall leaves they swirled and twirled and fell to the ground.
Spying tall grass in the backyard the girls wanted to play hide and seek. "Can you see us, Nana? Now it's your turn".
Julia found a tall tree with limbs just right for climbing. As I took her picture, I smiled seeing where once last summer she had a "hole" in her mouth, now a tooth was growing.
Soon enough it was lunch time and Terry called us in for soup and sandwiches. Gino was astonished by the amount of food Sage can stuff into her little body. Then it was out to the garden we went to gather pumpkins for a Halloween treat.
Thanks again for stopping by and enjoying a Saturday morn with two little trolls!
"Where's Sage, Julia?"
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Nice pictures.
"A symbiotic relationship is a relationship between two entities which is mutually beneficial for the participants of the relationship. Thus there is a positive-sum gain from cooperation. This is a term commonly used in biology to explain the relationship between two entities that need each other to survive and prosper. The bumblebee and the flower would be an example. The bumble bee extracts the flower's pollen for protein and its nectar for energy. The bumblebee, while collecting these sources, inadvertently brushes pollen from one flower to another to ensure the flower's reproduction process begins. The bumblebee needs the flower to survive, the flower needs the bumblebee to survive. These are positive sum relationships.
They came into my life with perfect timing. They are great energizers and keep me planted well in this soil of life.
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Great shots. The girls look to have gotten far more out of the morning than they would have just going to "The Dunk".
You guy's are so lucky that you have eachother. I think a little bit of magic and little bit of fate happend when you found eachother.
Someday you are going to meet these girls and you'll fall in love with them just as we have. This morning Lena left the girls at home and came over here to give my hair a trim. Lena is just amazing....is there nothing she can't do...she's a great wife and mom, a cook, a hairdresser, an artist, but most of all, a good friend.
I loved the video link you tacked on to Magi's "Wall Street Piggies". It went so well with the poem. Thanks.
It was the best thing I did all week...the faces of the residents just lit up when they saw the girls and for the half hour we were inside, their eyes never left Sage or Julia. The little old ladies smiled, giggled and laughed out loud watching the antics of Sage. One of the nurses said, "Oh my goodness, I see that same independent gene your Mom had in that little one." I didn't bother to tell them Sage wasn't carrying Mom's genes.
Bob, it was so nice to see the girls in action, wish I had some grandkids. A grand symbiosis indeed!
These are not my grandbabies by blood...but by heart. Like you, I had none and so I went out and found them under a cabbage patch...not really...under a tattoo patch!
But what the heck, I'll add a few other words as well: every child should have experiences like this, Bob! Well done - you are indeed the loving Nana.
The girls had fun. It was interesting though explaining to the girls why all these old people were living "in a hotel".
thank goodness Bob that you no longer hide amongst the gather grasses and instead emerge often with these life-affirming magical stories.
Your housewarming gift is packed and ready to mail, I just need an address, dear girl. Send me an email.
a Netti pot looks like a little tea pot for your nose.you fill it with warm salt water.you then tilt your head to the side pour water into one nostril.the water should come out the other nostril,if your not blocked up.after doing both side you blow your nose.i would suggest reading about them online.they are great for allergies sinus infections,and if used every day they can prevent colds.
all lot of people cringe at the idea of pouring water up your nose.after the first time and if you do it right it really does not hurt it just feels strange.i do it to both kids and they don't mind.just make sure you use a little sea salt ,unsalted water actually hurts.
It was kind and thoughtful of you to take the kids to the nursing home, Elizabeth. Old folks love little ones and usually bring out their jars of candy. There is a special bond between the very old and very young. You made the day special for those people.
Thanks for posting to All About Autumn
Sometimes I feel more at home with the young then with my peers. What you see is what you have...no deceit in the relationship...just honesty.
My cousin Terry's house is quite wonderful and both Terry and his partner Gino enjoyed us coming to their pumpkin patch.
As for the Nursing Home, I have brought Julia there before and other little girls...Breezy and Alex when my Mom was there...and knew how much the residents loved seeing the wee ones. When Tuck, our dog, was just a pup, I used to bring him there too. Now Tuck is huge and although gentle could knock some of the frail old people on their walkers. My sister Fran brings her little pup there, though. The residents love it.
enjoyed visiting you again,Bob.....cheers,gayle
It was a great start to the week-end. Have fun on Wednesday.
You are too funny. I loved your article. Made me laugh out loud so hard, tears were coming down my cheeks. Great post.
Don't worry about the girls. Lena is quite strict with the girls as far as sugar intake goes. It's very rare these girls get sugar-laden foods. This was a treat.
I don't doubt it. You can tell mum and nana are raising them well.
My (current) experience with young ones is currently restricted to nieces and nephews who can be a... handful.
God bless you and yours always...
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Oh-h-h... I can't even express what I felt when reading this! My paternal grandmother died even before Mom and Papa got married, and my mothernal grandmother, Maria, passed away when I was only an year-old baby, so I don't remember her at all. The one whom I called (and still call) my Grandma is actually not my grandmother, but Mom's auntie whose beloved one was killed during WW II and she never even thought to remarry after that. She brought up my Mom as her own daughter, then my sister and myself, then my niece Nastya, until she left this world being 90 years old. I still remember "plyushki" - the tastiest pastry ever - she baked for me every time I, already grown up, visited her - and she always was my most trusted friend and supporter, just like my parents were. Yes... she was my Grandma by heart, if not by blood. :-)
And, of course, your little ones are absolutely sweet and what an enjoyable walk it should be for you all! ;-)
Hugs and blessings, along with my best wishes - S.
Running up and down imagined mountains
Hiding in the tall grass was a thrill
And the pumpkins small but able
To become a carriage for it was still day
And you may ask, Where is Bob?
She's eating donuts and clicking away
What a sweet story I find from you this morn and I wish I knew how to make "plyushki" and I would feed to my little girls so they would have memories like your own.
I think you were rolling down the hill and hiding in the tall grass playin' hide and seek, how else would you know what I was doin'?
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