Childhood

Purple bunny, his fur matted and well loved lay abandoned in the corner of her room. Memories flooded back as I remembered how many times she would’nt go to sleep without him. Naps I’d stolen in to steal him for a bath in the washing machine and her joy when he came out of the dryer smelling clean and new. How she’d loved him. Slowly I reached down, picked him up, and set him on the windowsill. So fleeting, I thought, are the days of childhood.

Written in response to the prompt Toy. The One- Minute Writer.

Too Much of a Good Thing?

Here’s hoping you all had a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year. I’ve been offline for a couple of weeks playing with the kids, having an awesome birthday and generally just having a great time in the snow. We’ve been skiing and sledding, we’ve made snow trails and had snowball fights. I received a pair of snowshoes for my birthday and we hiked up the mountain behind our house and sledded down the BIG hill. Tromping around I began to wonder if I didn’t do my snow dance a little too long a few weeks ago. It seems every other day has brought a new storm and we’ve now had about 65 inches of snow in the past three weeks. (So you don’t have to do the math…that almost 5 and a half feet!!!)
As I write this it is snowing again with another 4 inches forecast for this afternoon. I’ve spent the past 3 days raking snow from the roofs of our house and outbuildings—a very good exercise routine. As you can see, the snow on top of my bird feeder is now taller than the feeder—a fact I find slightly comical.
Today Sami went skiing with Papa while Zach and I stayed home to finish getting snow off the roof of our house. We had a grand time and here is a video I couldn’t resist posting. Also, a picture of Zach on a pile of snow so high he can touch the roof. We love the snow as it provides the many wonderful activities we enjoy, but we are beginning to wonder if it isn’t a bit too much of a good thing.