As usual, I am posting my calendar page on the first of the month.
In other news of the month, did you know that this Monday, Feb. 2nd, is Groundhog Day? Hard to believe. The groundhogs here will have a hard time sticking their heads up through 6 inches of ice.
“February teaches
patience: beauty is already on its way.”
Just about every day, a new photo appears on my computer desktop. I never know what it will be. Here are a few of my favorites.
A screenshot is a
pause button for wonder, a souvenir from
a fleeting second.
I recently came across this and thought it was hilarious.
It made me think of our crows. They live in the tall pine trees out back. I took some splendid shadow shots of them.
I usually see crows in pairs. They mate for life, until one of them dies. Seeing that they can live between 7 and 20 years, I think that is almost romantic!
Crows, the bird of
magic and the unknown
Forever shrouded in mystery, forever flown
In the night,
they call out to me
Their voices eerie, wild and free
Mystery surrounds their every move
Crows, the birds of death, magic and groove
Looking out the window today, I noticed the big tree with the blue and white sky behind it.
Looking out the back window directly across from us is the neighbor's back door.
And look what he had done!
I don't know how or why he did this, as they have no children living at home. This has two side walls and is open inside, like a fort.
Snow‑stacked towers
guard the night,
glittering under a
silver moon.
Inside, the cold
feels gentle,
like a lullaby carved in blue.
We did not lose our power and the storm is over! Thanking you all for your prayers! I thought I would post a few photos I took of shadows. The church is the local Catholic church and the hot air balloon is hanging from our front porch.
Shadows remind us
that light is near.
Last summer, a tiny bird used our garden flag as a perch. And the flag actually has the picture of a bird on it. Making the perfect photo op.
I don't mean to brag
But I have a bird on my flag!
P.S. We are facing a huge historic blizzard Saturday night, as over half the country is. So if you don't hear from me in awhile, you will know we have lost power.
An Amish doll teaches
that love needs no features.
For Christmas last month, I gave my girlfriend this. Here is what the description on Amazon said it is:
The description of this is 5 different things!
1.Poncho
2.Shawl
3.Cape
4.Ruana
5.Cardigan
And what Is a Ruana anyway?
“A ruana is a
wool poncho-style outer garment native to the Colombian and Venezuelan Andes.”
It was very soft and beautiful though. Here she is trying it on in the mirror with me snapping behind her.
I'm thinking of buying one myself.
“A poncho turns a
breeze into a moment.”
I am usually pretty good at finding new games that we can all play. And for this last Christmas, I found this game. It's supposed to be a barrel of laughs.
The object is to stick your hands in these sleeves and try to pick up and eat tiny marshmallows by grabbing them with these teeny tiny hands.
At first it started out well enough.
But it was very tricky, and soon they all hated it! As you can see by the agonizing looks on Dara's face.
I guess I was the only one who liked it. Anyway, here they all are at the end of the evening. Wonder if they will ever trust me to pick out another game...
“Every family has
that one game nobody likes—but everyone plays anyway, just to laugh about it
later.”
As usual, I am posting my calendar page on the first of the month. In other news of the month, did you know that this Monday, Feb. 2nd, is ...
