It’s true, I’m a Jayhawk.
I’m certain my boys were breaking some sort of campus law by crawling all over that Jayhawk. Yes, that’s a book in Seth’s hand, I think he re-read The Series of Unfortunate Events for the third or fourth time this summer and I guess he felt he needed to cart it along with him on campus that day.
I thought these photos would be good to post today, because I’m getting a visit from one of my college girlfriends, Katie. I haven’t seen her for probably twelve or thirteen years. She lives in California, but grew up in Kansas and I get to be on her tour of family that she’s visiting. I’m so excited! Most people call her Kate because she’s all grown up and professional now, but when I met her she was still Katie and she’ll always be Katie to me.
Okay, I gotta clean up the house and make some food for Katie and her boys. I’m making them brunch so their going to get to eat Coal Creek farm eggs and sausage. I wonder if her boys will be scared of the chickens? Sometimes city kids get a little freaked out about all the birds running around here.
Rock Chalk Jayhawk GO KU!
This stick sculpture was commissioned by the Spencer Art Museum to be constructed on the University of Kansas Campus by artist Patrick Doughtery. It’s amazing.
It should last about two years before it needs to be dismantled.
Should we talk about my 4yo’s attire? I think I should admit that I have no idea whose shorts he’s wearing, I’m pretty sure they belong to one of his friends. Also, his shoes are on backwards and that’s how he wears them most of the time.
When we were standing in the sculpture it felt like we had entered a fantasy book, I kept thinking a fairy would buzz by my ear.
Next time I have the kids pick up all the sticks in the yard I’m going to build one of these. Okay, not really. I’ll stack them up and then burn them.
I had the most wonderful chance to sit and drink tea and converse with Marilyn on Sunday, while her precious lab, Cleo, licked my legs and feet and rested her head in my lap with her tennis ball pacifying her soft jowls. It’s wonderful to meet the blogging world face to face. I know I’ve talked about Marilyn many times here, but really, this woman is so talented- the cooking, the writing, the sketching. You must read The Baker’s Alpahbet, my favorite; “D’s are for Donuts when you don’t know what to bake.”
I don’t think I would ever have run into Marilyn if it were not for our blogs. Which seems absurd and sad to think two women that live so close would never connect without the wonder that is the Internet.
How fun it was to talk about writing and our readers. Yes, I talked about all of you! Because at the end of the day, this blog, this little thing that I’ve been pounding out for years is more about connecting with people than anything else. I sure wish I could have tea or coffee or beer or lemonade with each one of you, but for now, let’s drink to our cyber connections, CHEERS!