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Revised Wish List
Dec. 18th, 2007 11:10 pm( Things going as they have make me realize I need to revise my wish list. )
We put up the Christmas tree today. It looks very nice. The pictures also look nice.
It started snowing about dawn this morning. Great big, fluffy flakes were trying their best to cover the lawn, even though it wasn't cold enough to really stick. It tried hard, and, for a couple of hours, it succeeded in coating the grass and hemlocks with a lacy white coat. The cedars just shrugged it off, as teenagers do.
In the protected shadow of one of the cedars, a leaf turned itself over. At first, I thought it was a mouse or mole, sticking it's head out to observe the snow, but then another leaf moved, this time preceded by a small hop. It was a bird, almost invisible with its markings of dead leaves. Orange on one side, brownish gray on the other, it was invisible until it turned over another leaf, searching for food.
I never had considered robins being so well concealed before.
The snow tried valiantly, but by mid-afternoon it had given in to the temperate air and changed to rain. A gentle rain, though. Out front, the bare branches of a deciduous were decorated with droplets, shining white against the gray day. The slight traces of snow on the spruce changed to a gray misting.
And as I went to the kitchen for something to keep the chill at bay, the cedars drew my eyes again. The paintings are coalescing. I will need paint. Soon. Tomorrow, though, the sketchbook will do.
Oh, and today, my mum and I went to the library. Mum accidentally locked the keys in the car, but instead of having to wait around for ages either for my dad to bicycle over or for the road service to appear, the librarian gave my mum and me a ride home to fetch the spare key (it being closing time, anyway). It was incredibly nice of her. Above and beyond, really.
My mum gave her a bottle of wine.
We put up the Christmas tree today. It looks very nice. The pictures also look nice.
It started snowing about dawn this morning. Great big, fluffy flakes were trying their best to cover the lawn, even though it wasn't cold enough to really stick. It tried hard, and, for a couple of hours, it succeeded in coating the grass and hemlocks with a lacy white coat. The cedars just shrugged it off, as teenagers do.
In the protected shadow of one of the cedars, a leaf turned itself over. At first, I thought it was a mouse or mole, sticking it's head out to observe the snow, but then another leaf moved, this time preceded by a small hop. It was a bird, almost invisible with its markings of dead leaves. Orange on one side, brownish gray on the other, it was invisible until it turned over another leaf, searching for food.
I never had considered robins being so well concealed before.
The snow tried valiantly, but by mid-afternoon it had given in to the temperate air and changed to rain. A gentle rain, though. Out front, the bare branches of a deciduous were decorated with droplets, shining white against the gray day. The slight traces of snow on the spruce changed to a gray misting.
And as I went to the kitchen for something to keep the chill at bay, the cedars drew my eyes again. The paintings are coalescing. I will need paint. Soon. Tomorrow, though, the sketchbook will do.
Oh, and today, my mum and I went to the library. Mum accidentally locked the keys in the car, but instead of having to wait around for ages either for my dad to bicycle over or for the road service to appear, the librarian gave my mum and me a ride home to fetch the spare key (it being closing time, anyway). It was incredibly nice of her. Above and beyond, really.
My mum gave her a bottle of wine.
