It’s been snowing, raining and is just plain cold.  

Perhaps this is why the refrain  

‘Paris in the Springtime’ 

rings loudly in my mind 

as I watch the huge snow flakes and rain drops 

take turns falling out of the sky

…I’m just waiting…

with images of cherry blossoms 

at Parc de Sceaux waxing tauntingly in my mind.

it's certainly not happening in real life -

yet. 

We took the bus to the store yesterday in the latter part of the afternoon, and like today, it was freezing cold!  

I took heart, however, as I realized that it was actually 

still light 

and by the time we returned home, 

darkness was only just starting to fall.  

Not so would this have been the case even the week before…

or maybe I just didn't pay attention? 

Regardless, 

I could feel the beginnings of those blessed

extended days eeking it’s way 

back into lives.  

I can’t wait.

Elijah and I recently took in the woods up behind our house...

Note: this long stone wall is the wall to the school.

 

Cross the street and here we are! Horses on the left.

 

 

Climb the tree and looK - I'm high! 

Elijah took over photo duties for a while...

Then it was mama's turn again...

These are the horses who live on the trail as we enter the forest.  Midline to the left is a stone wall where lies 
the school. 

As I shoot this photo, Elijah sits in a tree...

Ah, such a good life.

 

Then we head back...and stop at the gate to the school 

on the way home...

Little brother is looking for big brother.

Sorry little guy...

Must wait...

a little longer.

It may be cold but it is fresh air!