Botanical Gardens

This summer, I finally came up with a plan to blog somewhat regularly. At least more regularly than once a month. At the beginning of the month, I think up a list of topics and projects to share, and assign them to specific days on a calendar. The best part is, if I don't follow my calendar, it doesn't really matter all that much.

One item in particular has been on my list for some time now. In June, I went by myself (crazy!) to the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens, and I had a grand ole' time. Everything was pretty, and I could take as long as I wanted to take lots of photos, because I went by myself (!).

I loved my photos from that solitary excursion. and I made myself a little mini album because I loved them so, and I wanted to see some of them in print. It was in the making of this album, that I discovered how to make mini albums that I really like. The key being, to add as little as possible. When I start to add more to my mini albums, they start to feel haphazard to me. Keeping it simple, helps the design feel more cohesive. At least to me.

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The reason I finally shared this album now, is that I recently went to the Botanical Gardens in the Bronx, this time just with Dave, (crazy!) and again I ended up with lots of photos that I love. The moral of the story is, going places without children, frees you up to take a lot of photos. The only down side is, that they are not photos of my children. But, lovely photos, nonetheless:

Back to School

New York City has now joined much of the rest of the rest of the country, and we have gone back to school. (This is an area that I do not mind lagging behind other people). I performed my parental/scrapbooking duties and took some pictures.

The back to school routine began the night before when we did something we had not done all summer.

We turned off the TV.

It's good to know that they still know what to do in that situation.

So, in the morning they were up quickly, and ready to get back to some old routines.

 

 

Before we knew it, it was time to head out the door.

 

 

I took the above picture, because I knew that I had this one in a scrapbook from about 8 years ago:

 

 

 

Ouch. that hurts.

 

Anyway, without further ado, the official first day of school photo. Seventh and eleventh grade edition.

 

 

11th grade!

 

Ouch. that hurts.