Sensational

I am thinking about the senses and summer today. Heat on skin, sweat rolling down the small of your back, long legs cooled off by time in the pool... And how each of these feel so new to children who are still adjusting to being new in the world. What a delight summer is.


-- Lindsay
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Pensive

Today is a cool gloomy day in Atlanta. The kind of day that really gets you in your head. The kind of day that makes you want to hurl the innards of your brain onto paper and see what you come away with. I sense some good writing to come. I'm thinking about: Why I run, why I don't run faster, losing friends, ones that got away, and the appeal of vulnerability. Good stuff. Soon.

-- Lindsay

When Sweet Things Collide

Roxy in Battle Blue Lollipop




-- Lindsay
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NashAwesome!

This weekend took us to Nashville to celebrate the marriage of David's cousin Jim to a fine girl named Christie. It was one of those very joyful weddings, where it almost hurt to look at the bride and groom because they were so aglow with love and excitement. Although I must say I didn't catch the look on their faces when that wayward toddler ran down the aisle and all the way to the front of the church right in the middle of the ceremony, cackling all the way. That would be because that toddler's name is Roxy. And I was the simultaneously mortified and tickled mom trucking down the aisle after her.

I also got to hang with Dave's fam and some new and old friends, so I am refreshed. Today we went to the Adventure Science Museum and I loved seeing the girls explore with such glee. Highlights? Lifting a car with a lever and climbing up a spine.

Love you, Nashville!



Hey Ada, camera's over there!

--Lindsay
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What Happens When I Don't Make Plans

Saturday morning, 8 a.m. David, Lindsay, Ada, Roxy sit at the kitchen table, finishing off their Quaker Oatmeal Squares and strawberries.
D: So whatcha wanna do today?
L: I dunno. Atlanta Botanical Gardens (as it is beautiful)? Buckhead YMCA pool (as I will not go there without backup from another capable adult)?
D: Sure. Whatever.
L: Or we could put up the picket fence (as I'd prefer to keep my offsprings' innards off the street). Or rip out the carpet in our room(as I have recently been diagnosed with allergy-induced asthma, ugh) and paint the floor, and while we're at it, the walls too.
D: Sure. Whatever. Let's do the carpet (I LOVE THIS MAN).

So, because we had no other plans, we (and by we I mean David) moved furniture, ripped up carpet, picked out paint, sanded the hardwood floors, and painted the hardwood floors. Oh, and ate lunch together and grilled out for dinner and got to watch a movie, too. Don't you just love lazy Saturdays, when you have no plans?

I forgot to take a before picture with the carpet, but here's a picture of the hardwood after we ripped up the carpet. And the boring tan wal.... oh, sorry, I fell asleep just typing that, they were just that boring,

My cream colored floor and vintagey blue walls. The color is called Newport Blue, which makes me double happy because it reminds me of The OC, which is the opposite of vintage-y but no less joy-inducing.

Another view of the bedroom. Lovely. Paintings by Clay.

And how was your weekend?
Lindsay

Tea for a three year old

Ada wanted some tea today and was delighted to be allowed to drink out of a grown up teacup. Such a big girl...



Sent from my iPhone

Roxy + swing

= infinite happiness. Sent from my iPhone

An Open Letter to My Blog

So, I noticed on yesterday's post that it had been two sad, long weeks, since I posted anything here on my beloved blog. And I just feel the need to apologize to my blog, and to explain to it why I have been so withdrawn and neglectful.

Dear Blog,

It's not that I don't love you, I do. But I am now mommy to three blogs. There's the SweetSnaps blog. It wants me to post pictures of cute children that aren't mine, and come up with fashionable parenting stuff to write about. Then there is the Sublime blog. It is really really demanding--it wants me to post lots and lots of pretty pictures, after I've spent entire days taking pictures and running around to make sure people in love are well-documented.

They both are very high-needs. Meanwhile you, dear blog, sit quietly, patiently, and wait for me to return. I love you, Lindsay's Lens. And I am going to do better. All you ask for is a nice recipe here, and cute picture of Roxy saying "cheese" or an adorable Ada story to get you through. You and me, we're in it for the long haul. And if you ever need me, REALLY need me, you know I'll be there.

You're the best. Thank you for understanding me. Here's a little something to tide you over...
xoxo,
Lindsay

the reasons why I blog...why I cook good food...why I take pictures...why I photograph weddings and other children...and of course, also the reasons why I don't have time to update the blog more often. I. love. them.