{Fresh, wild lantana from the backyard, brightens the entire kitchen}
Yesterday we spent a wonderful day out in Burnet with my Grandparents and Aunt. We started the day off pretty early with muffins and eggs, then flew over to our nail appointment with my Aunt. Dom loved showing off his snake skin boots and the girls enjoyed the swivel chairs; it was a good time for visiting and enjoying each others company.

{Miss Crystal and Miss Portia}
"No, you can't stay here!"
"But, my children will starve if we're out on the streets, please, please give me shelter!"
"And then Sophie, the girl was sad."
This is how most of the afternoons go at Tita's house; out come the hat boxs full of scarves and petticoats, off go the everyday garb of a certain eight and four year old. They leave the heat of Burnet, Texas and slowly travel through the snowy streets of some far off town, wear wolves run rampant, as well as dangerous fevers. I remember similar journey's in the not too distant past: orphans on the run from devilish French soldiers with ill-intentions, crossing snake infested jungles and fighting off lunatics ten at a time.
Things always seem to be so dramatic and scary when you're decked out in scarves and old winter wear.
{Tita and Opa}
I really love this one, it really captures both of them quite well. :)
1 comment:
what a wonderful post, Elena. Thank you thank you for the updates and mostly for the pictures. I love you and miss you.
Love,
mom
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