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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

The Seasons First Snowfall

The boys FINALLY got their wish! Snow, snow and more snow (with a little rain sprinkled on top). The sun even managed to peek through which made *my* day.☺

Igloo building and snow people ☃ sculpting went on for hours today, which ended in a dry set of clothes and a hot cup of cocoa!

The BEST thing about homeschooling, working on the farm, and having our groceries delivered to our door is the fact that we have no need to drive on those sloppy roads.


When snow falls, nature listens.
~Antoinette van Kleeff



Winter came down to our home one night
Quietly pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow,
And we, we were children once again.
~Bill Morgan, Jr.



The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination.



There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you.... In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.
~Ruth Stout



Thankfully we didn't get as much snow as forecasted and the use our snowblower wasn't needed, but is ready to go!


A photograph is usually looked at - seldom looked into.
~Ansel Adams











Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Yesterday and Today.

Yesterday...


And Today.

Every winter,

When the great sun has turned his face away,

The earth goes down into a vale of grief,

And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables,

Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay -

Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.

~Charles Kingsley


I miss my gardens.


My Clematis.

Peaking out of the Fairy Garden.
Scarecrow the boys made.

... the spring, the summer,

The chilling autumn, angry winter, change

Their wonted liveries; and the mazed world

By their increase, now knows not which is which.

- William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream



There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you.... In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.