Friday, March 20, 2009

Spring: A slow change...






Spring is here and Weston got two bootfulls of drain-off from our backyard.  His feet were red with cold in the end, but it didn't stop the call of the wild to our five year old.  Donovan played out there a little bit too on his way home from the bus -- jumping onto the floating ice berg and landing safely on the grass... it was Weston who tried to follow big brother and ended up doing a face-plant.
It froze a bit overnight, but there does seem to be a significant switch in the temperature of the earth up here.  Birds are seen: crows are very striking against the farmers snowy fields off the highway into town, little ones cluster in the naked branches of spindly trees, geese are honking overhead, even in the evenings, and I saw my second bald eagle soaring through the river gorge last week.  My second bald eagle in Alberta, that is.  Chemainus had too many to count.
Weston and Donovan renovated an old box into a rocket for Brown Bear.  That's been a fun project over the last few days, and an exciting change for Mommy from free computer video games which involve killing stickmen.
We had a photographer come to Rosebud and get new headshots for the 09 program.  Here's Dave's and we snuck one in together.  The photographer is Ben Laird from Calgary.
I'm super busy programming drama ministry services in this next month, and I am just CRAVING an opportunity to write on my Longfellow play.  Thoughts circle in my mind all the time and I jot them down.  Eventually, compiling and ordering all those thoughts will be a mammoth effort.
Donovan is still drawing -- usually amazing Pokemon creatures, and Weston is taken still with building: Legos, rockets, and various crafts.  I still get frustrated with them both, though.  Asking them to help is sometimes a dreaded question.  We still need more together time routine, but now that my show is open, Dave is more busy with his show (Troy Women) and he is fitting in extra meetings and rehearsals for his upcoming performance as the tenor soloist in Haydn's Mass in a Time of War, which is on April 5th.
So...I don't feel rested yet.
Dave and I both vie for free time to get things done.
But we're managing to get the basics covered.
Breath.
The show is fairly strong and still exhausting but rewarding.  A good work out.
I look forward to writing more.
Spring.
Quite the change... and noticeable change... but slow.

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