After the windows are open for the first time in the year, winter can throw her best at me. It doesn't matter. She's lost.
1.31.2012
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1.23.2012
01.23
Talking about plans and hopes may have been scientifically proven to be counterproductive, but that doesn't mean I'll give it up.
1.22.2012
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01.17
The birds may turn their noses up at our homemade feeders, but the city squirrels aren't that picky.
1.16.2012
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1.13.2012
01.13
We must have city birds around here. We have yet to be able to entice them with bird feeders of our own making.
1.12.2012
01.12
German was cancelled due to snow. They went outside and caught the flakes with their paper and tongues.
1.11.2012
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1.09.2012
01.09
I put them in the glass bowl, up on the counter. Why I have never done this before, I don't know. But it cheered up the gray immeasurably.
1.08.2012
01.08
One of these days, I'll look up all the pictures I've taken like this. I think the variations would stun me.
1.06.2012
1.05.2012
01.05
The stuffed one is named Bing Bing Yum Yum Sauce. The little one was a gift brought back from a classmate's trip to China. The ones on the wall are their friends.
1.04.2012
01.04
It's the same as it was when I was a kid. I love falling asleep with that glow of colored lights outside my window.
1.03.2012
01.03
He rode the wave of excitement all day: his own violin, a case with backpack straps, his turn for a lesson. His enthusiasm made us all smile.
1.02.2012
1.01.2012
01.01
I frequently face the start of a new year overwhelmed by the pressure of reform. I wonder what is to be credited for my new outlook.
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