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Grey Christmas

Grey ChristmasThe picture here is from Christmas day.  It was rather dreary, even by my standards.  It was hard to feel in the spirit when it was warm enough to go without a coat or sweater.  It was so wet, too.   Our basement flooded on Christmas Eve.  The days are cold and windy and sunny now.  I always feel the need to mention the weather.

The late afternoon sun often shines on Laurel's face when she's in the hammock and wakes her.  I sway her back to sleep and tentatively go one with my afternoon.  I'm decluttering recipes, of all things, and working on meal plans.  There are lessons to plan, too, and various things to do to tie up the old year.  Roan has been napping again, which is so nice, all around.  He has always slept so sweetly.  He falls asleep very early, otherwise.  I'm just not a 7:00 bedtime person, though these days leave me feeling very sleepy at their ends.

Tomorrow is our return to our school rhythm and I am nervously looking forward to it.  I say that I am nervous because I feel overwhelmed by all there is to do until then.  But, I am mentally very, very ready.  We've been off for three weeks and the lack of discipline in our days (that is, the pattern of them) has me out of sorts.  Advent, though I tried my best to keep up good spirits, really drained me.  We don't have tasks for every day or anything like that.  This is just a busy time in my life and adding another thing feels like too much.

We are still Christmas-ing, which is keeping up spirits.  I really want more celebrating to be during this time next Christmas.  Becky comes over tonight for us to launch our nut boats and get fortunes for the coming year.  Jody and Katherine may come over for our Twelfth Night talent show.  Mike will be gone then, another long week of travel, but that is our normal.  It seems we hardly know what to do when he is here.  That was an issue when he worked in town, too, and his crazy shifts left us struggling to find routine.  It is always something to work on.

I suppose I has better get to my to-do list this afternoon (yes, I acutally made one!) so that I will be ready to meet Becky when she arrives and tomorrow when it comes.  I've got to go to the grocery store at 7:00 to get the shopping done before Mike leaves. 

A Blessed Wilderness

It was just like being in heaven, being in there. In those days there was no road. The park was all a blessed wilderness. I have often thought what a wonderful people we would have been if we had wanted to keep it that way.

~Adolph Murie, biologist, on Denali


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