* getting a late start
* watching the flakes fall from a warm couch
* catching up
* a steamy tub
* a cup of cocoa with extra extra marshmallows (vegan if you please!)
Now that spring is within striking distance and I am feeling healthy, I'm finally settling in and having fun this winter. We usually spend these cold months enjoying the outdoors; skiing, snowshoeing, sledding. This year we've had to slow way down (poor James, if he doesn't get a few more days on the mountain in before the thaw there may be big boy tears).
For the last few months, being cooped up inside and reeling with dizzies all day had me heading towards a mild bout of depression, not exactly the way I had envisioned celebrating this new addition to our family. This week-end finally, FINALLY, all three of us Smith's were feeling good and able to just relax and enjoy being together. We had some friends over, James and Little Smith played outside a bit, we ate dinner out and slept in late, we made good food and cookies (and ate them all)... we did a whole lot of nothing, but with good spirits and warm socks. I couldn't have asked for a better last week-end of February.
March should bring buds on trees, more light, and a few warm days, but for now I am really soaking in the smell of fresh snow and the weight of a good blanket. Winter is a long and the days are short, but as a life long New England-er, I truly feel privileged to know and enjoy the opportunities that come with each of our seasons, and the rhythm as we shift from one set of rituals to the next.