Simon wielded the chainsaw for two days and finished cutting down the large tree that fell over the summer. The older portions of the tree, mainly the leafy branches that were already dry, had been piled earlier this summer to fuel the bonfire that we knew would eventually come. The newly cut trunk and larger branches will fuel our wood stove next winter. I've never seen anyone work so long and hard to cut up a tree, yet consider it play as did Simon.
Claire and Daniel's children all have November birthdays so, we included birthday gifts as part of the weekend celebration. Each child is so unique and it's fun to see their personalities blossom as the years go by. During one quiet moment on Sunday afternoon, I looked out back and saw Steve pushing Jack on the swing. The swing hangs from a tree way out back, up on the hill. While Steve pushed Jack on the swing, Jack yelled out to the hills and fields in order to hear his echo. On and on he swung and on and on he yelled.
I love being Nonni and I hope for all the grandchildren to have happy memories of coming to Nonni and Pop's as the years go by. We received news that a new grandchild will join the family next summer. Chelsea and Simon are expecting a baby brother or sister for Hugo. Oh boy! (or girl!)
As our lives cycle with births and deaths, joys and sorrows, I bade another goodbye to my mom at the bonfire when I placed some of her personal belongings on the flames. There were certain items that remained after her passing that I felt too personal to dump in the landfill or to donate to charity. With a heavy heart I carried these to the fire and whispered to her how much I miss her. It's impossible for my heart not to break all over again each time I confront this loss. Surrounded by the children was the best possible way to surge through the sorrow.
|Simon works on what remains of the fallen tree.|
|Hugo is nine months old!|
|Claire, Chelsea, Henri, and Jack|
|Tess and Ian|
|Jack waves from the treehouse.|
|Simon builds the small fire for roasting hot dogs.|
|Fashioning roasting sticks was part of the fun.|
|Jared and Audrey|
|All of our play took place under the beautiful Super Moon|
|Daniel and Matthew, Claire and Mari|
|Lighting the bonfire|
|Chelsea and her roasting stick|
|The guys worked very hard to keep the fire safe and contained|
|Steve keeping watch with rakes and shovels while Tess enjoys a snack. (potato soup or tirimisu?)|
|Steve's brother Jim even happened to join us on his way home from North Carolina to New York!|