Friday, January 19, 2007
So, it's come down to this, has it?
These sad photos show my children, determined to get some sort of "winter fun" out of a day that promised snow, picking... well, we can't really call them "icicles," can we? Let's call them "iciclettes"... off of the bushes outside.
My childhood was spent up North, so I got more than my fair share of snow when I was younger.
I really don't miss it.
A day or two of snow is more than enough for me. It's pretty, it's enjoyed, and then it melts away.
But this is just too, too sad.
(for what it's worth, though, they got some really cool looking icicles off of the leaves. They were perfect ice copies of the leaves, and provided a mighty fun "snack" for my industrious hunters.)
"And now for something completely different..."
Just because I wanted to share with you, I'm posting a picture of the very first Rosary I've ever made. I thought it would be a fun thing to do, and my husband liked it so much he claimed it.
It's actually much prettier in person, but you get the general idea.