OK, I admit it....

Fairwood is pretty nice too.....

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.

In case you were wondering, that title describes the weather we have been having here, the way the trees are starting to look, and the way the air smells (if it is possible to "smell beautiful"). It's beautiful (beautiful, beautiful...) days like this that make me say, "Who would NOT want to live on Chestnut Hill?"

And who wouldn't? Probably people who don't think the beautiful, beautiful autumn, end-of-summer, and end-of spring days don't make up for the middle-of-summer humidity or the middle-of-winter snow. But those people need to rearrange their priorities, because Chestnut Hill at this time of year is perfect bliss. Of what other place can that be said? (Please regard that question as rhetorical.)

Think of Me

This evening, I thought of a post I could do if no one had commented. I was all excited about it, and then I got on and there were two comments. Disheartened and heartened at the same time, I decided I would post this anyway.

"This" is my own personal edition of the song "Think of Me" from Phantom of the Opera. Cara got that CD out of the library a week or so ago, and the song has been in our heads pretty near constantly since then. At least it's a song I like. Here's "Think of Me" from Phantom of the Blog:

Think of me, think of me fondly
When to blogs you've said, "Goodbye!"
Remember me once in a while;
Please promise me you'll try.
And if you find
That, once again, you long
To have some more of blogs to read,
If you ever find a moment
Leave a note for me!

[Dramatic music]

My blog has never
Needed sympathy
Or been as changing as could be,
But, if you can find a moment,
Visit it for me!!!

Of course it's a lot more interesting if you know the song. One cannot easily write crescendos and climaxes into mere text. And even if you do know the music, you have to kind of scrunch the "to blogs" in between notes. Nevertheless, it sounds good if one sings it just right. Plus, it's just about the first clever thing I've ever done on my blog! Yay!

New colors, new name, new everything!

Ha! YOU probably thought I was neglecting my blog when I didn't post for so long, didn't you? Well, well, well. NOW what do you think?!?!?!?! I've been working on this for a day or two, and I would have published it sooner if I could have thought of a good name more quickly. But finally I decided it was taking too long so I just plastered any old boring title across the top and labeled it as subject to change. And here I am! It's good to be back.

One Girl Goes, Another Comes

Surprise!

What is the surprise, you may ask? Well, it's that, well, it was just too lonely having one girl fewer around here, so we got another. (Not the frog; THAT was caught in the pool and soon sent to the pond, after a brief photo op.) No, the new girl in our family is named Kate. She has brown eyes and black hair, weighs about fifty pounds by my estimate, and likes to exercise.

Kate is a dog.

She came with the name; if she hadn't, we wouldn't have named her that (not because we don't like the name, but because we DO.) We got her from some friends of ours from the church who live about ten minutes away from our house. They had had Kate the Dog for about three quarters of a year (she's a year old) when they found that a member of their family was allergic to her. So now we have a free dog with free kennel service. Is that nice or is that nice!?!?!!?!

The best thing about Kate the Dog is that she is very VERY good with kids. If she wasn't we probably wouldn't have accepted her. Duncan actually enjoys holding the leash while the dog trots around our long wrap-around porch.

Here is a picture of her for your benefit:

Kate the Dog