This blog is tired and creatively constipated. It’s rare that I post here and when I do it’s usually just a single photo and a random thought to match it.
I glanced out the window this morning to see everything blanketed with fresh snow and thousands of flakes falling fast through the sky. It’s pretty and all, but I am SO OVER winter.
I finally succumbed to the hippie pressures around me and made homemade granola. It is so very tasty.
Here is what January looked like:
Lots of crying, during the day and the night.
Crazy eyes from cabin fever.
I am tired of winter and found myself looking at some old photos from this past fall, when the trees were still heavy with ruby apples, the grass was green, and the pigtails were stubby.