As I slowly emerge from early baby-land/sleep deprivation, balancing work and mom life, housekeeping duties and wintertime illness(es), I realized one important thing. If I get out/outside every day, I feel better. More energy, more happiness, more balance. So do the kids. Sam is never as chirpy and smiley as he is in the hiking backpack - looking over my head at the mountains or the Moormans River.Willa always loves being a part of the world, in both an earth girl kinda of way and a social butterfly kind of way.
It was warmish this weekend and I gardened. Good lord, did it smell good out there. A bit of digging, weeding, mulching, moving around border stones. Might this be the year I have things tidy BEFORE spring? Could it be possible? Ha! The pursuit of order in the garden is always a bit out of reach for me, but I soldier on.