Happy after Christmas to you! I have had the flu. I missed Christmas (sad!) because I was in bed. Bill cooked the meal (it smelled very good!) I could hear the girls and their families, but I couldn't get my aching head off the pillow. Ouch. I'm very thankful for a body that recovers from such blows and I'm taking it slow as I revive. Whew!
We have snow this morning. Beautiful! We're going to chug on over to Kelli's new house this morning (I'll take pictures of the land, the barn, and the white scenery) and Jenny, Sam and Plum Cake are coming for lunch. YAY!
I keep a collection of tiny home images and woodsy spots and I revisit them constantly. I have a new gardening book for spring planning, but now pre-January and all, I like thinking about peace and calm, slowing down. Staying home, away from the hustle and bustle, sounds perfect.
Soon I'll be sleeping over with grand kids while parents take a short trip. There is nothing like the slow rhythm of "all day play" days especially because Granny is not a the top of her game just yet. Back to the woods topic (sorry!) and a perfect song by Nickle Creek http://youtu.be/-e0VkWRYaMI
Susan Branch's house drawings are my favorite. This one can be our house in the woods, any house can really.
Being lost in the woods and stuck there, well that's not so good, but walking toward stability and peace is very good.
When I was sick, I watched a little television and I'm even more convinced than ever that I like to limit viewing to peaceful and lovely films. I can't stand the greed and the base assumptions of advertisers. Do they really think EVERYBODY wants and wants and wants? Ugh.
We're starting poetry at school. I hope the students will want to watch words dance and find some familiar voices in verse. They watch the screen way too much and there isn't much poetry on television. Shocker.
I've been using A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson as support beneath my floppy journal. I read the rhymes often and they are comforting. The Tasha Tudor illustrations light up the pages. The whole book has a soft and soothing hum to it.
I hope the air around you hums as December and another year come to a close.
(I've noticed even when I publish some comments, they don't show up. Every now and then I go back into the dashboard and republish them. Weird. I think Blogger is on overload. Thank you for your kind comments. I read and enjoy each one and I never reject them. I'm not sure why that happens. Blogger needs a maintenance overhaul, I fear.)