Green Stars

Some updates first, and then a silly poem.  Rob and I celebrated our anniversary on Saturday by eating STEAK (when it's that good it must be capitalized). We had raw seafood for appetizers and vegetables on the side. As a friend said to me, "If I can't kill it with a rock or spear, or pull it out of the ground, I'm not eating it."  The delicious dinner (thank you to Bill and Connie and Nana and Papa for that one!) was the second date in two weeks; a record for us after the year of illness and surgery. The week prior we went to see Susan Tedeschi and Derek Trucks at Red Rocks. They were great, but we were pleasantly surprised and excited by Grace Potter and the Nocturnals, who opened. Their hit "Stars" is on the radio right now and I highly recommend it, as well as their other music.

In other news, the kids did great at the swim meet on Saturday, best times all around and fun relays to be had. Mom struggles with 7 hours in the sun and lots of cheering, but the kids are superstars. Rob did a ton of research on new mattresses and we got a new one after 12 years; hopefully this will fix the lower back issues that come with (ahem) age. I remember getting the old mattress after Aden was born - we had to get a king because we were up and down so much in the night, and often with a baby in arms, that we needed room for the whole family. We still do, though no one else is invited in these days, we still get visitors.

Aden is at a Poetry Camp this week through Cherry Creek Schools. I am begging her to share some of her poetry on this blog (or at least through email) because it is just so good. I am very proud, and actually jealous of some of her metaphors! Can't wait to share, but until the good stuff arrives here's a quick ditty on green:

Green

We need more words for green.
During my morning stroll
I saw at least nineteen
Shades on a leafy knoll
From spring to bluish to sea,
Forest, granny smith and pea.
Olive and asparagus can't match
The first silvery blush
That hides a robin's hatch
Or vivid grass that slows a bunny's rush.
If the Eskimos can have a hundred words for snow
Then I want to know,
Can we apply more of a sheen to green?