The week between Christmas and New Years has always been my favorite week of the year. When growing up, I remember hanging out all week in the living room--yes, the room we rarely touched the rest of the year. The tree always stayed lit, and holiday music was played. My sister and I each claimed… Continue reading The Romjul Week
Tag: nature
November Musings
November, I say, is my favorite month. Possibly June, but I think I will put the eleventh month first. Sure, the temperatures are officially cooler. They have committed to winter's side. But there is such a calm to be surrounded in. Someone at the grocery store commented to me recently that November is so gray. … Continue reading November Musings
Hummingbird Happiness
Watching hummingbirds drink from the feeder off my porch is......kind of addicting, or mesmerizing. My husband and my daughters enjoying these little birds too. Even my dog, who thinks it's her duty to chase every chipmunk out of the yard, will sit quietly on the porch and just observe. The hummingbird is the smallest bird… Continue reading Hummingbird Happiness
Poppy Blooms
During the first spring in my current home, I noticed the spiky green leaves unfurling in a unruly flower bed. I thought it was some sore of thistle. The round ball of green held itself tightly together for several days. Then one morning--bam! This beautiful red flower with its black center had burst into bloom. … Continue reading Poppy Blooms
A View From A Kayak
For six summers now, I have the opportunity to paddle peacefully on Ossipee Lake off the shores of Camp Nellie Huckins in Freedom, New Hampshire. As one of the camp nurses, I spent 4 weeks here with my daughters (who are also campers!) at this all-girls garrison which has been operating for over 90 years.… Continue reading A View From A Kayak
Go Outside and Play
I confess my love of the outdoors started as a slow process. Envision a boulder taking its first few revolutions down a grassy slope. At the start, it's "mass times velocity" equation results in a slower pace. As it rolls further down the hill, it gains more momentum, until it is barreling down at… Continue reading Go Outside and Play
The Pink Lily Pad and Two Tadpoles 