Sunday, January 6, 2013


The close of 2012 brought beautiful snow our way, and we had the good fortune of well-timed days off so we could stay home and play in it.  It was gorgeous and peaceful and everything snow is supposed to be, and the even better part: Lucy loved it.  Until she fell in it hands first, after taking her gloves off.  Then, she wasn't the biggest fan.  So, we retreated inside, built a fire, snuggled up on the couch and played with puzzles.  Both activities make me happier than a pig in shit.


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