
Connor earned his red belt last week, which means the red-brown belt went up on the wall for display.
I’ve told Connor I’m proud of him for earning his red belt. He says he’s proud of himself, too.
🥰🥋👊🏻

Connor earned his red belt last week, which means the red-brown belt went up on the wall for display.
I’ve told Connor I’m proud of him for earning his red belt. He says he’s proud of himself, too.
🥰🥋👊🏻
Today, my son asked me about the Tsar Bomba. I’d never heard of it before, but he knew it holds the Guinness World Record for the most powerful bomb ever detonated. https://t.co/YRyKP6l2V6
Way back before I started sewing, @relysh was generous enough to make this cushion for my son. I’m only now having to mend it, after eight years of kid abuse. That’s pretty solid.

Each year, this is when it begins.

Slowly but surely, the spring bulbs reach for the sun.

This year, in addition to the Reticulated Iris and the very beginnings of hyacinth buds, I also have cream-colored crocuses.

By the next Bloom Day, the daffodils and hyacinths will be in full force… but we mustn’t rush things.
Thanks as always to Carol Michel for hosting Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day on the 15th of each month! As Elizabeth Lawrence said, “We can have flowers nearly every month of the year.”
Parents haven’t been allowed into the dojo during the pandemic; if we want to watch class, we watch over Facebook Live. Luckily, the camera was at just the right angle and Connor stood in the right line for me to screen-capture his spin hook kick today.