The window above our bed was caked in snow this morning. Though a sigh escaped my throat, it wasn’t much more than a slight disappointment. In fact, it was half filled with gratitude.
Baby girl clothes are being cast on and off quite rapidly these days. (Rapid in the context of one who has three children that is.) And some birthday sewing is in high demand too. I am under the gun now for the latter… So a little white on green with a reassuring glance at a glorious seven-day forecast won’t change our spirits one bit.