It is snowing outside. Big white flakes that seem to tumble haphazardly in every direction before touching the ground. And as much as I am craving sun, there is something exciting about this kind of snow. This may be one of the last snows of the season, one of the last days to justify a slow inside-day. A pot of water steams on top of the woodstove, we work our way through a new stack of library books, the snow scatters and sticks on patches of newly greening grass. It is still spring. Sun and mud and t-shirts are not that far away. Every part of me can feel it, even with this white sky and fresh snow.
She is such a clown - and ugh my kitchen walls are still a mess...ugh.
love love love this - the madness begins...
you wouldn't know you were on my blog if there weren't a picture of the girls reading...right?
gorgeous, volatile spring skies
tea party + sesame street on youtube...while I attempt;
homemade ricotta! - so good and easy-
barefoot baby toes
Mike took this picture after tucking the chickens in for the night. Amelia named one 'Princess Layer' which must be the best chicken name in the history of the world.
Sunny day, ice cream, playground...damn, I'm a good mom!
But for today, we're moving slowly, waiting for the sun
while the world outside quiets under white.
*obscure R.E.M. reference...my dad will get it :)