Today is youngest daughter's seventh birthday. I think she had every little kids dream day- getting to go to school two hours late because of snow and then the power went off - so she only had school for two more hours.
I took the girls sledding in the arboretum after the short day. The spring snow reminded me of so much of living on the east coast. Suddenly, I was back carrying a bucket of maple sap into the shed where we made syrup. I could smell the sweet, smokey smell of it cooking. I hadn't forgotten the smell - but I had forgotten what a spring snow was like - how wet and sticky it is, and how even though it can be deep it feels short lived. Maybe it's the pink plum tree buds showing through or the daffodils, or even the robins bright against it - or that it peals away to reveal green grass and mud.
I hope she knows what a gift she is.
I took the girls sledding in the arboretum after the short day. The spring snow reminded me of so much of living on the east coast. Suddenly, I was back carrying a bucket of maple sap into the shed where we made syrup. I could smell the sweet, smokey smell of it cooking. I hadn't forgotten the smell - but I had forgotten what a spring snow was like - how wet and sticky it is, and how even though it can be deep it feels short lived. Maybe it's the pink plum tree buds showing through or the daffodils, or even the robins bright against it - or that it peals away to reveal green grass and mud.
I hope she knows what a gift she is.
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moya:
Sounds like the perfect school day. 
I hope her day was a magical one.
I hope her day was a magical one.
rosehips:
That sounds so awesome. I'm really starting to think that I want to have a child. I never thought I would. But now when I read something like that, it really makes me feel like I am missing out on something truly special.