so since I last visited this space we had a wonderful visit with nana and pipop, papa turned 35 (he spent approximately 15 hours of his birthday overseeing a house burn with the fire department, but before he left we got in a birthday breakfast complete with crepe paper streamers), and Claire and I had our first breakfast picnic of the year on the front steps.
usually there is some kind of art during our front-step-breakfast-picnics. any excuse to linger on the steps while we listen to the birds and watch the sunlight hit new parts of the yard.
she also created a "little homesteader's village" complete with an umbrella shelter, a stone-lined path,
a wild-harvested (but not all edible and she knew that) dinner for her "son",
food for her chick,
and a fire to keep warm (she put a little electric tea light underneath some bark, crafty girl).
another day perhaps, or maybe the same day.... there was a dance party. I don't remember what we were listening to, but it got her moving and shaking!