Christmas Cabin – Feb 2017

Quite a bit behind in editing and uploading pictures.  Thought I was current after my post just a short minute ago with April.  I entirely forgot about our family Christmas Kentucky Cabin trip as well as some others.  My mom and Jim came down for their introduction to Oliver, though I do not have many pictures.  February was a time for napping, all of us…A rare glimpse of pictures of me taken by my very talented sister-in-law Lizzy.  Thought we were going to use the pictures for a Christmas card but my lovely wife reminded me Oliver would be a year old at that point and we get to do pictures all over again – it was hard to hide my joy in that revelation.


April Showers

Our birthdays are both in April and nicer weather is always a welcome present.  This year we have the greatest gift from God and the changes we are seeing him go through is something else.  Oliver looks directly at you or objects, grabs for them and does not let go.  He has been smiling for some time but giggling now and with some regularity.  He runs minutes with his monologues, only wish I could decipher what he is saying.  He rolls on his side, ever so close to rolling over and uses me for balance but standing up.

Recently made a trip home to MA to meet his cousins and aunties.  That post will be coming next.  Oliver has been to KY, GA and MA…



Marching Along

I recently told someone, I had no reason to not take the word of those who told us this would happen.  And it is happening; time is marching along and he is growing and changing so very quickly.  I will have to start making posts more frequently as these images are from March and I still have February to edit…love every minute of it.





Oh Boy

I usually use my words and pictures (primarily pictures) to describe that which I see, the way it presents to me and share with you.  Some of these pictures truly make these memories and emotion rush back through my deepest heart and soul.  I am uncertain if my human words can describe that which I have experienced.  Some of you are already blessed to know what an incredibly mesmerizing journey parenthood is.  Well…we too a short time ago entered the fold and are among all of you now.   To fathom how there is another human being sitting in my arms today, when such a short time ago my beautiful and amazing wife held him in her belly is almost improbable.  But God is great and I will shout it until the day I die.  Similar emotions swept through me when my sisters, both my junior, brought children of their own into our world.  What an amazing experience to see them, my baby sisters, be mothers, parents, providers and problem solvers…My nieces and nephews, one of which we are God-parents to, are amazing and it is a gift seeing them learn and grow.  I did not truly know what it would be like but now do; I am honored.

This was the day, it happened though not as we planned it did, after all these years, I witnessed a miracle.  We did it, HE did it, Heather did it…we are so proud to introduce you to Oliver McDowell; my amazing family’s grandchild #8..




Boston Bound

As I edit these photos it makes me so unbelievably excited to be a parent.  The sheer excitement in my nieces’ eyes as they exit the candy store with their own bag of candy, each item picked out by hand.  I did not take my camera out too much this trip but most pictures were taken while making and eating breakfast together.  What breakfast does not consist of dancing, games, arts and crafts, etc…you know, the works.  It was a great to be home, reassuring to be surrounded by those that love us, Heather’s mom getting to walk around Cape Cod…just special.  Thank you.







Mother To Be

Spent an amazingly low key but yet super productive weekend at home with the mother of my son.  It is an amazing passage we are enduring, at times not seeming real.  It is real and we are very blessed.  Thank you God for all you do.


New Door

We have been planning how to make best use of the area in our kitchen we adoringly call the nook.  An area of wasted space just itching to be relevant.  Part of the problem is how our patio door swings open and into anything in the area.  It is also a direct access point for constant traffic, us and the dogs going in and out to the backyard.  Solution – have the opening on the opposite side.

A visit from my dad is not complete without doing some type of construction project around the house.  The projects tend to get more advanced as the easier things have already been done.  Looking to doing the deck next visit.  We did some work, my back paying the price as usual, went to some great spots to quench our thirst and feed our overworked bellies (especially heather and oliver).  The perfect combination of work and play.  Great work team.


Kids of Sandy Island


Isle of Sandy

The song we all sing together, hand in hand within the warm walls of the dining hall, ‘Beautiful Isle of Sandy’.  A magical place that was instilled in me from birth, even before as my mother toted me to the island within her womb.  Two weeks on a lake in the land where you are told to “live free or die” (NH) time stands still or speeds by depending on your age at the time or how you “vacation”.  I remember it being fast paced and over before it began.  Friends from all over the country, mostly New England who you typically only see once a year for a week or longer as we all descend upon the boat landing.  Friends who are and become family for that one week and beyond.  There is nothing fancy about this place but yet it remains magical.  Dating back to the 19th century campers and staffers have been laying claim to this vacation spot.  You reside in wood cabins, usually without restrooms or separate rooms.  Folks read, walk, jog, tennis, bocce, kayak, canoe, sail, swim, frisbee golf, water ski, bird watch or relax at the beach.  Evening activities include family dances, movies, talent shows and trivia.  Its the place where you can be you and though people may judge in their own way it does not matter because it is yours whomever you are and wherever you are from.

This time almost 20 years later I made it back and never want to make the sabbatical near as long next time.  I brought my lovely wife of 4+ years along for the journey, who is now carrying our first child.   These are the lovely images which presented them self for me and all to see…I do as I usually do and capture things occurring, as they are and have been for many, many years at Sandy Island.



Soon after we got Heather’s new Pilot I jokingly said that was her “project” for the year.  Less than a month later she is researching away at kitchen countertops, hardware, cabinet paint, etc…What is a guy to do but dive right in to another “project”.  We did a lot of the hard work ourselves, only farming out the quartz countertop install and plumbing.  Sanding down the cabinets, de-greasing them, building up the cabinets with boxes taking them all the way up to the ceiling, priming and painting, caulking, tile backsplash.  It was fun and WELL worth the work!