Friday, February 27, 2015

rushed

There is a predictability to a winter day. Unlike in the other seasons, the orbit for us is limited and our chores are what they can be, given our indoor lifestyle (especially in the absence of a good snow base).

So you wont be surprised to read the same old Friday listing of grocery shopping, cheeper feeding, bla bla bla... Same old.

And yet, for me it's all so splendid when the day is bathed in sunshine!

Breakfast comes with an exclamation mark! (Even though it's Friday, so it's rushed and, therefore, in the kitchen.)


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And though it's still terribly cold outside, the cheepers find their corner of trapped sunshine and are out to greet me as I go to give them bread.


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True, it is a treacherous visit these days. The snow from the barn roof melts in the sunshine and drips down, only to form a thick layer of sloping ice. How the cheepers manage to walk on this is beyond me. Ed and I cling to anything in sight to stay upright!


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In the afternoon, both parents of Snowdrop have to work and so I come again to spend time with the little one. I had been reading an article in the NYTimes about a woman who traveled with her 8 month old to the south of France. The child isn't really the focus of the article (and I have so many editorial comments on it that I really can't get myself to even put a link to it -- it's probably not worth your time), but I did pick up a couple of references to the baby's fussiness before dinnertime and loud fussiness at bedtime, to say nothing of an ungodly wake up hour. I look at Snowdrop now and I contemplate if she will be a tough one to take places. (My girls were so easy to keep quiet that we could travel with them everywhere, even when they were just approaching toddlerhood.) I think not. She looks like a peaceful sort, no?


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Her wake ups this afternoon? All squishy smiles!


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We have some grand play times...


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... and lots of lovely stretches together. She doesn't have shoulder issues yet, but it's best to think ahead!


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And it all feels magical to me!


Evening. I cook dinner. I look up and notice a deer sauntering just outside.


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Tomorrow Snowdrop's parents have obligations that require a Snowdrop drop off for the day and a first night ever at the farmhouse!  It's tomorrow's story, of course, but I note it now, because who knows how much time there'll be for writing. I'll post, but depending on the degree of her spiritedness, it may be a very short post!

13 comments:

  1. Writing... that's what nap times are for! If we're lucky she'll take a nice morning nap... just right for cheepers and breakfast writing... and another in the afternoon (but you may need one by then!)

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    1. I will join the ranks of those who have to do infant care and meal preparation and laundry and cheeper care... :)

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  2. Snowdrop sure looked happy today!

    Nina, I love the bright playfulness of your quilts. They're wonderful!

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    1. This one is the flip side of yesterday's -- it was made by my daughter's high school friend. I liked it too, so much so that I went to Etsy to find a small quilt appropriate for the farmhouse!

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  3. Love those squishy smiles! She seems to be growing in leaps and bounds. Precious wonder.

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  4. Seeing that deer scampering by, I wondered if deer hunt chickens? Or are they vegetarians? Here there is no bare ground and I feel for the birds who are hopping around on the heaps of snow everywhere looking for some morsels of food or berries... We put out old bread sometimes and it only takes about 1 minute before it's been scooped up.

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    1. Deer are vegetarian -- which means they attack all our plants! Ah well, must share...

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    2. That gave me a good giggle, Bex, . . . the thought of deer chasing and eating chickens.

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  5. A beautiful set of exuberant photos. I too love that specially made quilt. Hard to imagine from this set of photos that she is ever fussy! Thinking of you today as you put in an entire day and night of Gma time. xo

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    1. Sunshine today! I see in the cards a ride in the new farmhouse stroller!
      ox

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  6. During the second part of my stay last summer with the Lavender Ladies' tour, the rest of the guests were all family and friends of each other. Their group included a young mom and dad and a baby approaching a year old. Baby was pretty good during our time at the villa, with lots of adults to play with her, but it sure looked like a load of hassles with all the baby equipment, in addition to plenty of adult stuff, to hall half a world away. It's probably the bulky car seat that really adds to the burden. It's a good thing most parents are young! And strong.

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    1. I so agree that the equipment just grows and gets bulkier. When I traveled with my little one to Europe (she was 2), I took a very basic stroller and that's it. We traveled mostly by trains. It was actually amazingly easy. But I'll never forget the look of horror on the faces of an older American couple when we went out to eat: they spoke their minds: *you should leave your youngster home next time!* She was well behaved, but the presence of a toddler clearly spoiled their dining experience. Ah well. Out of a two month stay in the UK, that was our only bad moment.

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