Twelve on Twelve

I’ve had a Soulemama kind of weekend. I worked in the garden, shopped at the farmer’s market, made homemade baby food and strawberry freezer jam, hung clothes on the line to dry and played with my baby on a quilt in the back yard. (Soulemama would have made the quilt herself, probably before breakfast this morning.)

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Squash, in the church garden.

 

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A traffic jam in downtown Greensboro, which never happens, except in the case of some kind of fund-raiser walk (which was the case this morning) or when news vans camp out to catch the latest sketchy details of the trial of a certain former presidential candidate.
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The farmer's market, bursting with early summer

 

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There's something so optimistic about basil and tomato plants in May.

 

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Tea party with friends

 

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Harper and her friend lasted about ten minutes on the slip-n-slide before getting cold. It's not quite summer yet.

 

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Watching the big kids. Another week or so, and he won't stay put on that blanket.

 

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Pureed yellow peas. Yum.

 

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Cute clothes on the line.

 

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I suppose I could claim he's actually waving.

 

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What you can't see in this picture is that I'm wearing a shirt that says "Tipton All-Stars," which is at least 20 years old. It must have been a rough season that year, if they let me on the all-star team. Also, doesn't it look like Jonathan is wondering how he ended up with these goofballs?

 

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The end of a lovely day

 




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