I LOVE the snow.
Today weston pulled out the Santa puzzle and we did it! (Well we saved a bit for Donovan to finish when he got home from school.) We read LM Montgomery Christmas stories in the rocking chair. (Weston barely fits in my lap anymore.) (And Davey caught us off guard with the photo, thus my awkward expression....)
Then Weston was inspired to create a miniature train around our miniature Christmas tree!
What's so great is Dave and I are home most of the day so it really does feel like Christmas time.
The sunset last night was stunning as well.
Around 4:00 it nearly was blizzarding. You could hardly see across the highway. I loved it. As long as there's food in the pantry and the power doesn't go out, I'd like it to keep on coming!
My writing is still a struggle. I find myself craving puzzles and games to achieve because my challenges with a break through seem so daunting. --I've actually thought up the premise for two other plays and had to jot my ideas down before I could write on my big play. Funny, that. But I'm trying to allow for it. Sometimes you just have to stop and see what's in front of you. Like my son decorating for Christmas, or the snow blowing past my window. So I'll take whatever ideas come, even if I don't know yet how they apply.