Hello, 2017

Hi friends and family:  I’m here and wishing you a happy New Year from the Kolar house.  I wanted to skim over 2016, and make a fresh start,  since I’ve been a terrible blogger for a very long time.

One photo for each month…

January, this might be my favorite selfie ever.  Solid as a rock.

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February, my art projects often had a different focus:

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March, enjoyed a vacation with my honey.

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May:  I lost my dad, he suffered a long debilitating decline.   Of course, we miss our strong, loving man…but with each day, week and month we watched his body crumple and fail. 20160513_140048

June:  These daughters of mine took me to New York City for my birthday!

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July:  There is so much about summer to enjoy.

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August:  Crazy, great time at our annual Kolar gathering at the cabin.

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September:  Always, always, trying to find the time to mosaic, paint and stitch.

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October:  A trip to Mackinaw Island to celebrate 40 years of us together!

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November:  My Little Peoples, have I mentioned what a big joyful part they have in my life?

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December:  It is the most wonderful time of the year!

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2017 promises to be a year of changes.  Jeff is retiring from his job of 30 years.  But no sitting in a recliner for him…he has plans.  But we both hope to have a little more time to enjoy each other, our families and go on a few adventures together.  I look forward to this new chapter in our life!

The last snow?

Could yesterdays storm possibly be the last for the winter?

Last year, I believe we were finished with snow by March.

But in 2014, four inches fell on March 12.

Here is a little watercolor painted when I was more in love with winter:

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Winter did I hear you say “goodbye” until the fall?  Please, don’t tease us!

Dance Love

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My pretty little ballerina granddaughter, you bring back memories from long ago

I loved the exhilarating  moves

The pique turns across the room, the jetes, and the pas de chat

And I am happy that those years of lessons helped me be a little more limber and graceful during these later years.  What a deeper level of clumsiness I could be at now!

Codi, maybe dancing will be your heart’s delight!   Maybe not.

Your Grandma is so proud of you for giving it a try, and loves watching every plie and  pirouette you perform.