As in, nowhere near spring yet. So we keep busy, one way or another.
On -20 days (no shortage of those), we play inside - sometimes with old typewriters that Mama has moved from place to place for 5 years, for no good reason at all. Except to entertain Sebs (and Papa!) as winter gets long.


And every now and then, when the risk of frostbite on exposed cheeks backs off a little, we make it outside, both of us hoping the winter passes before we outgrow our winter wear.

Equinox is just around the corner, and light is persisting past supper time. One of these days, we will hear snow melting, and it will be a very sweet sound.
Posted by Marlene at March 13, 2009 03:12 PM