As Snowdrop plays with the intensity that is so part of her style, I'm looking outside the window in her home and thinking -- my those really are snowflakes out there! Oh, nothing that would stick. It is, after all in the mid forties F. Much better than the near freezing we had at daybreak. Snowdrop, your nickname seems very seasonal today!
Again we take a pass on working outdoors. Breakfast in the kitchen, both of us loving the oatmeal that, too, seems fitting for a day like this!
With the whirlwind of activities and travels, I've not caught up with the basics of life (for example, paper work) since before I left for England in mid March. This is the day for it. With a few solid peeks at the daffodils outside to remind myself of spring.
And of course, there is the afternoon with Snowdrop. She is right now leaping into new realms of physical adeptness. Huge push ups!
(I can fly! Sort of.)
(Hi, grandma!)
And tumbles!
And a more or less steady sit.
But more importantly, she is playful -- with or without guidance. And when she catches me watching, when she hears the sound of encouragement coming from me, she beams. And then I beam. And she beams some more. And chortles and goes back to mastering the next step of play (which, of course, is for her, hard work).
Who says you can't be energetic when you're housebound?!
Of course, eventually you do get tired...
Evening. I pull into the long gravel driveway of the farmette. Such daffodils there are!
At home, I look through my two new cookbooks (birthday gift) and, too, at the trail guide for a planned July adventure with Ed. A glass of kir vin blanc rests on the side. The good thing about spring is that not all days are beautiful. You don't have to work hard with a pitchfork and a shovel every single minute of the season.
Again we take a pass on working outdoors. Breakfast in the kitchen, both of us loving the oatmeal that, too, seems fitting for a day like this!
With the whirlwind of activities and travels, I've not caught up with the basics of life (for example, paper work) since before I left for England in mid March. This is the day for it. With a few solid peeks at the daffodils outside to remind myself of spring.
And of course, there is the afternoon with Snowdrop. She is right now leaping into new realms of physical adeptness. Huge push ups!
(I can fly! Sort of.)
(Hi, grandma!)
And tumbles!
And a more or less steady sit.
But more importantly, she is playful -- with or without guidance. And when she catches me watching, when she hears the sound of encouragement coming from me, she beams. And then I beam. And she beams some more. And chortles and goes back to mastering the next step of play (which, of course, is for her, hard work).
Who says you can't be energetic when you're housebound?!
Of course, eventually you do get tired...
Evening. I pull into the long gravel driveway of the farmette. Such daffodils there are!
At home, I look through my two new cookbooks (birthday gift) and, too, at the trail guide for a planned July adventure with Ed. A glass of kir vin blanc rests on the side. The good thing about spring is that not all days are beautiful. You don't have to work hard with a pitchfork and a shovel every single minute of the season.
So, you had snow today, too. We had snow showers off and on all day long. Sometimes it would come down so hard you could barely see, sometimes it drifted down like tine, smaller-than-snowflake feathers. There were times when we even had an accumulation on the lawns and cars but once the snow stopped you could see they were melting and they'd slowly disappear.
ReplyDeleteLooks like it's almost time for Snowdrop to learn to roll over. Pretty soon she'll be learning to roll to things she wants, and life will begin to get interesting. ;)
Oh, and love kir vin blanc! Much better than kir royale, IMO.
ReplyDeleteS is growing such a pretty, soft little tuft of hair! Our C is getting a little gold cap that you can only see when it catches the light. What a joy to watch these girls - so interesting! I am thrilled with the curiosity and tenacity of the little humans. C wants to roll from back to front, and she tries and tries and tries without frustration. You're right, it is hard work. She's almost there. Perseverance is a tremendous quality. (We know it's one of your traits).
ReplyDeleteSo, a hint about the July trip, the word "trail", a lovely word to you but not so much to me. Not in July unless you are somewhere way far North, so I'm guessing that's hint #2 ? I'll just go along for the photography :)
Love the photos of Snow Flower. It is so interesting to watch her grow. She has become so animated! She is precious. I love her expressions. Her little gestures and I swear I can almost hear her cooing.
ReplyDeleteI didn't notice a fourth peeper at the reunion....was there a change in plans? I hope Oreo is behaving and you are armed and ready to meet him head on!
Every new step for Snowdrop is fascinating... tummy time she once hated now looks like fun!
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