Sunday, January 16, 2011

Cabin Fever

I think that one should truly savor each season as it comes.  Lately, however, I find myself just yearning for spring.  Today at Walmart I walked up and down the aisle that featured 75% off Christmas decorations on one side and new flowerpots, garden gloves, and potting soil on the other.  I really wanted to rip open a bag of potting soil and just smell it.  I controlled myself, but did bring a bag home.  I picked out one of my favorite little clay pots from the potting shed, found some seeds in the junk drawer, and I sowed!  Very satisfying.

The seeds are "Cress" from a package that I bought in a hardware store in England for 89 pence a few years ago.  Mr. Fothergill's is the brand and the package says "quick and easy to grow as an attractive garnish and tasty addition to salads and sandwiches".  It also says to sow by August 1999.  Oops.  I guess these are a little old, but I'm willing to see what happens.  And the soil smelled great, by the way.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Special Day

Big snow here (no school!), so I'm looking forward to some extra time with my daughter on her birthday!  She's not a little girl anymore, but still looks at life with joy and wonder--and has filled my life with the same.  Happy Birthday, sweet girl!

Monday, January 3, 2011

Actual Historical Photo

Distinguished adventurer Rear Admiral Byrd sets out on a morning exploration of the Antarctic Plateau with the assistance of faithful canine companion (a lively maltese/Yorkshire terrier mix).








Do you
see the ship
anywhere,
Pip?

Sunday, January 2, 2011

More tracks

Cleaning out some school things a few weeks ago, I found this poem.  Nice.


Prints Charming

Birds
     like feathered tailors
          walk
     around
           on pointed
                 toe
           putting
     fancy stitches
           in
     the clean white sheet
        of
            snow.

                ---Martin Buxbaum

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Tracks

Evidence of how the old year ended and new year began at our house . . .





































                    Happy New Year!