Easy breezy week around here, as we wait for spring to finally show up for good. We’re getting the occasional nice day, but, never one to be satisfied, we now demand consistency. And somewhere in April that will happen. Problem is, to my subtropical way of thinking, I should be saying that in mid-February.
The real problem is I’m thinking about it around New Years. Alas.
But, to help hold me over, I received a nice gift from our lovely Canadian friend this week. I don’t know if you’ve heard of the Canada Games. They take place every two years. The summer version has 20 sports, the winter games features 21 sports.
And cool hoodies all year ’round.
Yesterday we marked Pi Day, the holiday for nerds who are dessert connoisseurs. The Yankee made these derby pies.
They were delicious. Makes you grateful for leftovers, which we will enjoy this evening.
The cats are doing great! Phoebe has taken to lists. Soon she’ll be jotting down observations and then journaling. Before you know it, she’ll be writing poetry. She’s quiet, but deep.
And Poseidon has re-discovered the sun makes occasional appearances this time of year. He’s claimed his spot.
Next month it’ll finally, finally, be a routine thing to see the sun.
