…our view tonight, Skye’s and mine, from the balcony that faces west.

It seems Spring has sprung.

Her first cereal. She did great!

My girl doesn’t have stagefright, that’s for sure – even with an audience.

Our girl is 4 months old today.

She’s so beautiful.

We took a long walk today, in the fresh air of the German countryside.

…and today began like every other day since the 18th of August. That is, every day is a Sunrise Day.

“… walks besides you on crisp autumn days when frost is on the fields and winter’s drawing near. His head is within [your] hand in his old way.”

~ Mary Carolyn Davies

…of scruffy beard, baseball cap … and a pink blanket.

Never thought I’d see the day.

Of course, now that Skye’s here, it seems the most natural scene in the world. 

A relationship with a grandmother is surely one to cherish.

John caught our younger cat, Quatre, sitting in the pass-through window to Skye’s nursery.

Blue eyes just seem to be a thing around here, lately.

More to follow in the days and weeks to come, but here is a quick scene from today – as we waited for Skye’s Bluebird Ornament to be signed by the calligrapher.

We also got her smiling (!) at us on video today…absolutely precious. Of course, I sound like a babbling idiot on it – but I am over the moon for this kid. Skye Smiles

So shoot me.

Maybe tomorrow. This picture of Spectre, waiting for me in the field behind our house, kind of expresses my frustration.

Kind of.

I might have actually been more in the fetal position, though.

For so long, my work was my life.

Soon, I’ll have to go back to it – and I find myself, in these days of moving and prepping – and anticipation of being a family again, asking myself over and over…“What is ‘work’, again?”