{"id":3456,"date":"2017-06-22T22:39:51","date_gmt":"2017-06-23T05:39:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/box5710.temp.domains\/~pippinst\/blog\/?p=3456"},"modified":"2017-06-22T22:39:51","modified_gmt":"2017-06-23T05:39:51","slug":"summer-evening-desk","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pippinstudio.com\/blog\/2017\/06\/22\/summer-evening-desk\/","title":{"rendered":"Summer evening desk"},"content":{"rendered":"

What a spectacular evening. \u00a0I’m going to try out this new office. \u00a0Looks like a nice place to write.<\/p>\n

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Summer has teased but seems to have truly arrived today.<\/p>\n

Which is wonderful because it’s the last day of school!<\/p>\n

Now when I say the last day of school, let’s be clear. \u00a0It’s not a, “last day of school, make sure you empty out your backpack and put it away till next September” type of last day of school. \u00a0It’s a, “the Tan children have all finished up their school days and after twenty years straight (22 if you count playschool) this momma is folding up her mom-of-school-age-kids license and not even thinking about making a school-bus run ever again” last day of school.<\/p>\n

Well, after writing that I’m a little sad.<\/p>\n

Nope, it’s gone again. \u00a0They were wonderful times (mostly) and I’m very grateful to live where good schools are close and safe and fun, but it’s also time for that stage to wind up.<\/p>\n

My first two are boys so grad-year clothing involved a suit purchase at the beginning of the year which they could wear to everything. \u00a0I wondered what it would be like with my youngest a girl but she’s been very good to me and pretty grounded in her choices. \u00a0Whew. This was taken before the fanciest event, the grad banquet, and I was so proud to see this beautiful grown up girl shine.<\/p>\n

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For the actual commencement ceremony my eldest wanted to be there (such a nice brother) so he combined a short holiday in San Francisco with a flight home to see her walk across the stage before heading back to his home, which is sadly across the country. \u00a0He arrived late one night and the next morning unrolled his lanky body and reacquainted himself with the Tan nest. \u00a0The funny thing is that as soon as he comes home it’s as if he never left. \u00a0Glad he can stay a few days before heading back.<\/p>\n

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My middlest flew in the next morning from a six-month trek in mostly India and Nepal. \u00a0He’s a climber and apparently they have boulders and cliffs to climb there too. \u00a0He’s an adventurer and I don’t even know what questions to ask to start getting to some of those stories I know he has to tell. \u00a0Fresh from perching high in the Himalayas he had to temporarily resort to perching on the railings here. \u00a0Because why not?<\/p>\n

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Although I think it was a happy accident that he was flying home just in time for grad, he rose to the occasion cheerfully and that night hung in after a multi-day trip home. \u00a0Also a nice brother! \u00a0We\u00a0watched the graduate walk across the stage wearing converse sneakers and ankle bracelets new from Nepal.<\/p>\n

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They’re a fun group. \u00a0So glad the boys made it home. \u00a0With one living away and one going off on treks and the littlest one heading back East for school in the Fall I am never sure when we’ll all be together again next, and so I think I’ve become pretty good at just enjoying it and enjoying these big people who seem to have grown out of those little ones.<\/p>\n

So the Tan kids are officially out in the world. \u00a0Woo hoo.<\/p>\n

Now after busy days I’m out on my side porch with the kitties, thinking this might be a good place to write a blog, especially since the house is cooking. \u00a0The kitties have joined me of course. \u00a0We’re all very watchful as we live beside a forest with coyotes but now we have a big dog next door and two young kids beside that, close to where the coyotes used to have a den, so we’re crossing fingers and paws and hoping the coyotes have moved a bit farther away . \u00a0The cats absolutely love being out here. \u00a0Since they couldn’t go out the last couple of summers this seems like an amazing treat still and from early morning they try and lead to me to the door to go out. \u00a0They are getting a bit older than when they were out a few years ago, so they stick a little closer to home mostly. \u00a0Because we sort of live in a jungle.<\/p>\n

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The sisters who don’t get along are so happy out here that they \u00a0even briefly forget they don’t really like each other very much.<\/p>\n

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And I think a lot about the “Facebook phenomena” where I guess we all talk mostly about the good stuff and our lives end up sounding like perfect fairy tales. \u00a0I don’t think I want to add to that so I had better mention that the mark on the window in the porch picture above is a massive delivery of bird poop, and one of the cats just barfed.<\/p>\n

(But yay that we were outside! )<\/p>\n

But now these honeysuckle are sticking their tongues out at me. Rude! I’m heading in.<\/p>\n

(I’ll have the last laugh. \u00a0I’m totally going to design a honeysuckle canvas one o f these days.)<\/p>\n

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Life is not perfect but it is sweet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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