June

 It has been a lovely gentle June,

with sun and rain,

routine and spontaneity,

and family.

Weary

The plowed furrows in the field across the street have a lovely pattern in the evening light,

and the evening is so lovely and peaceful...relief.

Closing the Day

She brought me my glasses and insisted I get up, 

and thus began another day with my two favourite people.

Sprouts

We planted potatoes together: I dug the holes, she put the potatoes in and we covered them up together.
It is so much fun to hang out with a curious two year old.

Greening

My Small Girl grows in leaps and bounds (sometimes literally) these days. 

It's beautiful to watch. And frightening.

Boots

The sun came out and we found worms AND ladybugs.

Logarithms

We had the most delightful spontaneous tea visit with the couple down the street. 

She made fast friends with her eighty-something year old playmate, and I chatted books and history.

Snowing and Melting

It made her day that her uncle would build her a snowman, even when it promptly fell over. 

Life is for those outside

They played so well together 

but there was only "baby swing" and that caused for a lesson in taking turns and sharing.

The snow is melted

 Her little wagon is the perfect receptacle for mud soup 

and her collection of sticks and rocks.

A Delicate Affair

She carefully carried them from grocery store to car, smelled them gently all the way home, 

brought them into the house (after giving them a tour of the yard) 

and then painstakingly placed each one in the vase.

Visitors

We both felt gloomy and trapped by the weather, 

but the prospect of visitors cheered the mood considerably.

First Awake

She woke first, as always, but let us sleep in. And thereafter began our Sunday routine.

The good with the bad

I cheered on the melting snow and she marveled in the growing puddles. 

Either way, we were happy for the spring sunshine.

Golden light

The time change hit us hard as usual, but the later sunlight meant we could begin another season of evening walks.

Packing

She loves riding "up high," 

which is a boon to our grand plans of snowshoeing in the mountains this weekend.

Whiteness Abounds

We shoveled twice today and could easily have done it again. 

Snowfall warning in effect and with nowhere to go, we built paths and angels and went for a long walk, in awe of the white mascara on the landscape.

Olive Theory

I taught her to put whole olives on her fingers. We share a love for olives, much to her father's dismay.

Oh Heart

A husband's flowers; neighbourly cupcakes; a whispered "I wuv you" in the dark;

Valentines is so much more than romantic love.

Kitties

A very runny nose is offset by finding a pair of kitty shoes, complete with ears. 

(Why don't they make polka-dot tights in grown-up sizes?)