St. Louis Red

I've always seemed to match places we've lived with different colors. Washington state was purple, maybe it was all the beautiful flowers planted by my older sister, or because I love purple. Florida is blue, blue because the water and sky were so light, white sandy beaches surrounding the blue ocean which were near our home. England is green, no matter what time of year green is the beautiful backdrop of that island I love so. Missouri (St. Louis) is red, red because though I usually won't wear or buy red things, red are my special visitors that come to our garden and red are the beautiful colors the leaves turn in the Fall. 

Like red bullets with our green backdrop, the cardinal is the star of the show every day in our Chesterfield home.

I'm not sure how, but everyone squirrel we call Squirrel Nutkin.

 

A Foggy Fall Day + Strings

Perhaps its having lived in England for 5 years, but this foggy day was calling me. St. Louis is beautiful, my favorite time are the Spring and Fall, and this year has had its best weather for the entire 2020. These mornings make me so grateful for all our blessings.

These three have really mastered their instruments and I love playing as a family quartet. I never imagined they'd be so good at such a young age, thank you St. Louis and Parkway Central! The biggest shout out goes to our beloved C. McKinney, he's a magician and has worked his musical magic with our family.

 

Country Roads back to Tennessee

We visited Fall Creek Falls, it comes in handy marrying a Tennessee boy who grew up around these parts, he knew all the perfect places to visit.

Special time with the cousins always makes it that much more fun.

We stayed on a farm and every morning we were greeted by a beautiful sunrise and a lot of mooing from the cows, I enjoyed the little calfs the most.

If your oldest can drive an old stick shift jeep that reminds you of the hummer you used to drive in the Army, she can drive anything!

And the sunsets were just as spectacular as the sunrises.

Perseverance: This boy's got it. He fished for hours and waited and finally it paid off, he caught a fish!

Coming Back to the Rocky Mountains

I was born in Colorado, my mom would always call me her 'Rocky Mountain baby'. We haven't had the chance to live this close to Colorado in a long while, so it feels like a treat that we can jump in the car and make the journey in just one day.

The Rocky Mountain air was crisp and a respite from the humid summer St. Louis brings.

Oh, the Blue Bells

It's been nearly a year since we left our home in England.  There are still moments that will just hit me and make me cry for that technicolored, majestic island.  My little E. had a field trip to the Botanical Gardens and as we walked around enjoying the Spring weather of the Midwest, I was struck with emotion as I saw a patch of bluebells.  They are peculiar, not exactly like the ones we had in England, but non the less it made me feel happy to see them then I was swept with a pure emotion of longing and sadness.

My E. has found such good friends, and each of them represent a country that Casey or I have lived in and have loved the people of that nation.  Korea, Somalia & Japan.  I love how she can have such good friends wherever in the world we live.

Me and my mini me.

Did I tell you we've discovered a little critter who not only eats nuts and leaves but we've seen him slurp worms like spaghetti noodles!

A Week on the Emerald Coast

 We decided to drive down to our old home, visit with friends and go play on the beach.  We also went to Fort Pickens, one of our favorite things to do when in Pensacola.

 We soaked in the warmth of the Florida days, enjoyed watching the sunsets and sunrises and just took it all in.