Can you see all of those birds? If you click on the picture I think it will look better. There's something important about the cacophony of that moment and the joy on my boy's face when he runs with abandon... Energy rising, moment fully realized. I need to let go a bit.
Have a happy bunny celebration if you do happy bunny celebrations. In the meantime we'll: embrace spring, cut paper, avoid the computer, sort, bake and create our own cacophony with abandon.
Little boy.
It's been raining for at least two weeks. Two months? Today the sun came out to play and we did too. It was (a little break from) winter in the Pacific Northwest.
Given the choice I'd always rather cuddle up on the couch in my bathrobe, with the New Yorker and a little hot cider or cocoa. I don't like to be stuck at home, but I always choose home if that makes any sense. We did, however, have free admission to Zoo Lights and I packed the cider and blankets with the stroller last night and zipped as fast as traffic would carry us to get the third member of our little family.
It was pretty trippy, and festive and cold. The little guy was overjoyed with the carousel for the first time ever, and I sat thawing, watching, remembering the carousel in Spokane with the rings you could reach for if you stretched every muscle in your body and relied on the little belt to keep you tethered to your steed. It made me happy to choose out and about last night.
