And Vacation

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Aw, we did get away, just a little. Not too far, not too long. My gosh. Birdsong and crickets. Glowing sunrises. Crayfish and minnows. Slugs and eagles. Swedish pancakes (fail) and burgers and brownies (yeah). Cousins and uncle for an afternoon. S'mores and the wind in the trees. Sun on the water. Bananas and coffee (didn't bring enough). Rocks and ducks. Geese flying straight down the river. Too-soft beds and too-hard chairs. Puzzles and yarn. So quiet you could hear the leaves rustling. The frog croaking. The baby talked and talked. I can only get a non-blurry photo of her when she's in one of her seats or sleeping; the rest of the time she is on the move. Everywhere, everywhere, smiling, laughing, talking, blowing bubbles with her lips, crushing leaves, carrying rocks, pounding the table, cracking herself up, crawling as fast as she can that way, crawling as fast as she can this. Waking up to the sound of raindrops. Mornings on the porch. Everything soaked and beautiful. Grapes on the arbor. Bees in the perennial bed. Naps in the hot afternoon. Deer at twilight, racing across the lower lawn in three giant arcs, almost leaping straight over Andy's head in the murky dark. Lazy river. Friendly floaters occasionally drifting by, feet in the water, beer in hand; we charged them a toll  — a joke — to pass. Clouds hanging. Swallows swooping in the evening. Bats zipping across in the dark. We're in their world. The river world. No music, no television. Just crickets, and eagle calls, and the baby's delighted voice, carrying across the shallow water.

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So many words written here, that some up a perfect end to summer!

ah, i feel like i just went on a little vacay with you. the photos are lovely. i was just wondering after your last post if your little muff was jabbering yet...does she say mama? what a sweet sound. oh my goodness you have a gift. so fun to share in your pleasure.

Such a beautiful spot for a break away. Thanks for sharing the photos.

Sounds heavenly!

Sounds absolutely wonderful!

Mimi's hair is so beautiful. I imagine it would grow quite long. I'm happy for your time spent all together. Love Katie x

oh those feets!!!
I love baby feet so sweet and chubby...sigh.
Well that sounds just like a slice of heaven for sure.
What an amazing thing to listen to. I love how you put it.
We are in their world. So true.
I can't wait to get away for fall and enjoy, crackling leaves and raindrops, its what my dreams are made of.
Happy Holiday Weekend
Amy

I am trying to figure out which river you are at. Been here 50 years and I still have not visited every river in Oregon.
Love the footsy photos.

That has got to be the very best kind of vacation ever in my book. Absolutely perfect!

Beautiful, so beautiful! x
(you're killing me with all of the little HA jammies Alicia, that's what my girls lived in as babes, so comfy and sweet) (I gave most of the jacadi and fancy stuff away but you can bet i saved those little size 50/s!!!)

Your photographs are so beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

Here's me all jealous!

Your photos and words are always beautiful and poetic and just capture everything. I do have one very important question though: why have we never seen a picture of YOU? I would love to put a face to Alicia...to the beautiful woman behind this blog.

Ms Alicia, our Swedish pancake recipe is a no fail. Had some this morning. Recipe per person:

1 egg
100 ml plain flour
200ml milk
Mix up. And fry out in pan. Makes 3-4 thin pancakes

So easy and so yum. We had ours with Jam this morning

No need for packets either.

Thank you for sharing your love for the world.

Família linda!
Bjs

Sona Jacob says: August 30, 2013 at 09:08 PM

sweet! and nothing sweeter than a sleeping baby. love her little fists.

Wonderful vacation. Nice pictures. Thank you for sharing. Love your blog.

Want to give away where the vacation spot was? Looks lovely.

Good Lord, Woman, The photos! The words! Sublime in every way.

So relaxing just to look at! Is that the Willamette? Or maybe the Clackamas?

....i can not even put into words how much i love your blog.....when i read your blog first thing in the morning, it just makes me appreciate life...stop and smell the roses, if you will...........just the thing this 57 year old woman needs.....smiles....

I love your photos, so beutiful! I live in Sweden, do you have Swedish ancestry? I recognize some Swedish things in your photos!

perfection.
thank you.

That slug photo is fantastic! Was it a super-huge slug, or does it just look that way in the photo?

Looks like you had a very peaceful time. Love the baby feet and the sweaty, sleeping babe. I loved it when mine would play so hard and then sleep so sweetly like that. Beautiful pictures and words as always.

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My name is Alicia Paulson
and I love to make things. I live with my husband and daughter in Portland, Oregon, and design sewing, embroidery, knitting, and crochet patterns. See more about me at aliciapaulson.com

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