Trail Walk January 8

A Sunday walk down the snowy trail with our neighbor friends.




It's a perfect 30 minute walk to the school playground. 

Basketball

When there hasn't been a blog post in awhile, I feel like I should break the spell with something that is not very dramatic.

There's a basketball court tucked away near the trail behind our house. Today we took our ball and R tried to hit the regulation-height hoop. The hoops at school are quite a bit shorter.

R is a tongue-concentrator. I used to be too.

Beautiful, bright clear November day. The temperature starts to drops as the sun moves lower in the sky. Charlie always seems to be involved in something much more interesting and high-stakes than we are.

A Muddy Walk

I am so lucky to live here. To be able to take off with Julie after we drop our kids at school, and go for muddy slippery walks down the canal trail.





A broken-winged fairy. Look at the little green shoots coming up through the mud, right below her hand.

I always nod and agree when people say they hope we're done with the snow, but I secretly hope we're not.