Monday, February 08, 2010
There are no pictures for our stay in Atlanta. No pictures of the wonderful people who cared for Maria's father during and after his back surgery. There are no pictures of his remarkable recovery and progress. Also missed taking pictures of the time we enjoyed as a family. Perhaps it is fair to say that some times it was not fun, just very good to be together. So, missing all that, move on to the boat yard.
Bree was also a dancing girl and so we returned to the land of pink satin, pink gauze, and snarling at fabric. Funny how a skirt can transform a little girl into a whirling dervish and, unfortunately, a PRINCESS. When asked to help clean up the toys, Bree replied with the certainty of the royal, "NO, I'M A PRINCESS". Vinnie quickly assessed the situation and said, "Our work is done, it is time to leave."
Norah loves dancing with the music of the Nutcracker. It was clear what her Christmas present should be and the creation of twirly pink dancing skirts with sparkly gauze over skirts became our obsession. We were barely done when it was time to rush away to Grand Rapids.
Christmas was approaching. Almost every day we would find that Norah had made some theologically astute adjustments to the creche. The angel was always lying flat on the table. The entire flock of sheep huddled inside the stable while the Shepards and Wise Men stared out at some mysterious horizon near the TV. Baby Jesus joined them on Christmas Day, then disappeared. After an intensive search he was found driving a truck up in Norah's room. We anticipate more adventures for the Holy Family next Christmas.
Thursday, February 04, 2010
We still had sights to see when Antje called to remind us that Thanksgiving was soon and that she had seats at the table for us if we came back. Suddenly, there was nothing else that we really wanted to see. After 5000 miles of good times, we were home.
Many years ago my father had photographed an unusual adobe church and he was eager to see it again. As the days grew even colder we traveled back to Santa Fe, only to wandered without finding the church. Fortunately, the next day we discovered that in the decades since his last visit, it had stolen away and relocated in Taos. We found the missing church in all its splendor and our visit was complete.
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
From the Mexican border we headed north and west to Albuquerque, a favorite place from years of family travels. We were no longer driving a VW microbus with homemade box on top for parking a couple of kids in a tent. We may be traveling in grander style, but around us many of the foods, colors, and attractions remained unchanged from our childhood.
Posted by Vinnie and Maria at 2/02/2010