Saturday, December 28, 2013

Out to the Swell

Out to the desert, past the mountains and through the inversions. We had ice and snow, sun and a goodly amount of solace to celebrate another year of being a family on the edge of the civilized world.
That's what it means to be a Burningham, I reckon, to be comfortable at the periphery and happy in the knowledge that even if we aren't exactly acceptable, we've got some excellent friends and family, and we're happy to be a part of their lives.
It's sure nice to go out to the wilderness and play, though.







Thursday, December 26, 2013

Christmas

Christmas was spent at the cabin up the hill. Warm and hopeful with a newly installed stove and a newly installed baby, hikes and fresh air made the long night and late morning splendid.







Monday, December 16, 2013

Brynni's Number N-n-n-n-nineteen

None of them received a hero's welcome.
But we headed up to Steve and Kathy's house to skate, though. 
Happy, happy, Bryn.



Saturday, December 7, 2013

Ianto Vigge


On the selfsame day as Miya was born six years before, the Drie gave birth to a boy we named Ianto.
With a weight of twelve pounds and thirteen ounces and a height of twenty-five inches, he made quite an initial impact around here. 
Glad tidings to the world from our place to yours.



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