A Cherry Blossom Sunday

Today was one beautiful but cold day. It was a great day for a walk, so I did just that this afternoon. As I huffed and puffed my way around the walk trail I remembered how around this time last year we had snow. Not a flake of snow so far this year, I would be lying if I said I wasn't a bit disappointed in this lack of weather.

The seldom used sled remains in the attic, the boots go unused by the children except for the big ones that wear them with their shorts. The house remains mud free, and the dog, well, even he seems a bit depressed about the whole situation. So with February quickly passing us by, I plan to do my snow dance tonight after the kids are all tucked away in their beds. Don't judge, this is necessary. I can't bear to look at those sad little puppy dog eyes asking "Mom, where is the snow?" Then I will be forced to pet and console the poor dog all day, this will lead to a lack of laundry getting done, no dusting, no mopping floors, no making dinner and no help with homework. Can you see how life might fall apart, now?

To get by for now, I leave you with this picture I took last year of my favorite tree, with my favorite snow...I feel happier already, don't you?