“It is as though the poem, through its exuberance, awakened new depths in us. […] And this is also true of a simple experience of reading. The image offered us by reading the poem now becomes really our own. It takes root in us. It has been given us by another, but we begin to have the impression that we could have created it…[the image] becomes a new being…by making us what it expresses. […] Here expression creates being” (Bachelard).
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Three Months Old
Our cute hippie baby: Our little fellow has gotten so big! He is super wiggly--in this picture he started completely on the blanket, but apparently just wanted to be in the grass!
It's been so hot lately--our favorite pass time this weekend was family naptimes!
1 comment:
What a cutie
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