what might be obvious

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Lucky for me I too have been enjoying the several feet of slushy snow outside before it melts away.  This morning I went for a ski that I imagined to be what the afterlife might be like.  The sun was streaming through the branches and I could literally taste spring on my lips.  The birds were calling from every direction as I entered a clearing, so I stopped and took off my skis, taking a deliberate and very rare, quiet moment to just- be- still.  No sounds to be heard except the chickadees and the avalanche of soft, wet snow falling off hemlocks.  And more importantly, none which needed attending to.  The actual sun was warming my chin and cheeks.  I could live off this moment all week, I knew it then and I still do now as I recall it.

above freezing

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Oh my yes, this little gnome was the balm for our souls this long weekend.  Needle felting, reading, fort building, 4h meetings and everything in between kept us busy during this incredibly cold weekend.  Of course, these activities were scattered amongst this slow moving virus as it makes its way trough our house one person at a time.  Painful.  We are hoping the warmer weather this week will allow this sickness to take a bow and exit.

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So with the suns first light we did this.  A snowshoe through the VERY deep snow with a real cute little pup chasing our every step.  Even she had a case of cabin fever it seems.  My boys were troopers because we may have gone juuuust a bit too far.  No complaints though, just lots of pauses and a bit of “hot-co-coa” chanting brought us home.  Thank goodness too because I needed it. I needed to move my body and feel my lungs and hear my children’s laughter.  I needed a bit of success.

a surprising resolution

The dark times are here.  All the excitement of the hoidays and solstice parties and elving are behind us and the short, oh so cold days are all but choking me.  I got sick right after Christmas and didn’t find a chance to even contemplate a resolution or do a plunge which are two of my favorite traditions.  Instead I spent my time in fetal position humming a feverish version of the violin tune I am learning.  Not exactly pleasant I must admit.  Six long days later I did wake up and move my rusty limbs downstairs.  I drank cool sips of water without feeling ill within minutes.  My gratitude for that has not worn off.  I sucked on a wedge of grapefruit and my tastebuds have never experienced anything like it.  I listened to music and swayed my hips in time.  To be well.  Oh, it is not something to take for granted and yet it really is so easy to do.

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When the sun shows hisself I will find him.  When the weather creeps above freezing I will know.  When our bodies are situated around the table as a whole family of six, loud and boisterous as we may be, our bellies hungry and capable of receiving a simply cooked meal, I will pause and I will acknowledge this is all I need.  My resolution is simple – gratitude.  It’s truly all I have time for anyways, another gift I suppose.

Any good resolutions in your home?  Or even better, any remedies for a very slowly circulating stomach virus?

Autumn switch

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I am feeling the switch to the cozy indoors.  I am relishing in the not quite needing to bundle up entirely section of the year.  And I am dreaming up all kinds of crafts I surely won’t have time to do this season.  And that is just fine.