it doesn't rain here all the time. sometimes it's even sunny enough to play catch in front of the house.

what about this scene of dinnertime domestic industry.

sweet potluck hangies.

schoolyard hijinks.

costumes all around.

definitely less scary with the sunflower umbrella.

entranced by the dulcet tones of the 'not it's'.

last weekend we attended our neighborhood halloween festival, because who doesn't like to celebrate halloween twice?

look who's doing an academic share on roman warriors like it's no big thing.

tae kwon do tuesday.

condensation graffiti is really where it's at.

these two walk to school together on mondays and fridays and they really have such a nice time.

serious business on the couch.

french sorrel at the farmers' market = children eating leafy greens.

kate stephenson came to do a little visiting and a little art.

aside from a little help cutting the hole in the top, kale carved his jack-o-lantern solo this year.

wheeling our barrow full of booty to the car.

a great big pile of pumpkins.

ready, aim, fire.

gathering their ammo for the apple cannons.

cider donut pit-stop.

the 'trike track' turned out to be the big hit of bob's corn and pumpkin farm (hay bales in a barn people, that's all it takes).

the pumpkin says kale is exactly 4 feet tall.

is that a pumpkin patch i see before me?

the water's been turned off in the cal anderson fountains for the season and/or the park has unveiled its newest climbing structure.

what you're witnessing in this rather mundane looking photo is, in fact, incredible. not one but two of our friends watching the kids in shifts so that we can get some things done. #thanksamillion #ittakesavillage

uncle dean braves the freezing temperatures and icy conditions of ella's birthday party.

little brother's beauty salon.

chatting with nama about the bug palace he and his friends built out of bushes and horse-chestnuts.

garth came to visit for a week and help katrina with the udp. potluck guest of honor, anyone?

who wouldn't enjoy coming home to this scene of domestic bliss?

nothing quite so nice after a long day of traveling as a lie down on the baggage claim floor.

getting square eyes on the very long plane ride.

under that heavy load of cousins is one very strong aunt corrina.

Hubie's Memorial Blog Post. (I think he'd appreciate both the timeliness and content)

the last time we hiked to the top of pitcher mountain, hubie didn't make it into the group shot because he was behind the camera. i like to think that's still the case. that he's not so much gone as just outside the frame.

rens is an honorary kid.

dramatic action shot.

climbing the fire tower on pitcher mountain. shhhh, don't tell the grownups.

five gallons of acorns = three happy pigs.

those acorns aren't going to collect themselves.

nothing like some aerial silks and a loft to jump off of.

purple!

the kids could only stay under the tent with all those weeping adults for so long before they had to climb a tree about it.

the longest walk.

a quiet moment on the way to the memorial.

sorting through photos of hubes for the collage.

hangies with uncle alef.

catching up, sharing memories.

even when you've gathered for something so sad, it's still new hampshire and there are woods that need to be explored and lean-tos that need to be built.

a selection of cousins and an aunt from around the country.