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The Backyard

The gorgeous weather draws us out of our cave. We wile away the hours in our backyard...


...sunning...

cat
(Allegra stretches out in front of Faith's birthday present.)

... playing...

colored chalk drawing
(This photo shows only a fraction of the graffiti explosion on our back patio.)

...working...

Photobucket
(Lauren and John dump six hundred pounds of salt into the pool.)

...working and playing?!

Summer Reading
(Kaya is all the rage with the younger set.)
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Faith said…
Love these pictures! I feel like your kids have grown up so much just in the 2 years since I started reading your blog! (Just realized tonight that it's been two years since I started my blog and started following yours and some others ... hard to believe!)
May 22, 2009 at 1:14 AM
tammi said…
Those are such beautiful pictures ~ LOVE the one of the kids reading on the swing!! But I think my favourite is the one of Lauren and John working so well together. There's just something about it...
May 22, 2009 at 8:17 AM
Jennifer Jo said…
Say more about Faith's b-day present, please?
May 22, 2009 at 11:22 AM
Luke Holzmann said…
That last picture is so adorable!

~Luke
May 22, 2009 at 11:51 AM
Xandra@Heart-of-Service said…
I especially love the door and windows on the tree. I've seen them advertised somewhere and thought at the time that Gracie would love them. Where did you purchase them?

Xandra
May 22, 2009 at 4:57 PM
Anonymous said…
You know there must be a house full of allergies when you have a cat named Allegra! LOL!

Love the pictures, Kate!

Debby
May 27, 2009 at 10:30 AM
Anonymous said…
Love love love the picture of the kids on the swing all reading!! - Robyn
June 14, 2009 at 8:31 PM
After a cup of coffee said…
Looks like everyone was having fun! It's too hot to spend much time in our backyard right now, unfortunately.

Christy
June 26, 2009 at 10:44 AM
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