Musings on a Small Life

"There are two seasonal diversions that can ease the bite of any winter. One is the January thaw. The other is the seed catalogues." -Hal Borland

I haven't any seed catalogues, but we do have a bit of a January thaw.

The boys, yesterday afternoon after work, in the muck.

I always shovel the middle for them, so they can roam around,

hence the sloppy mess surrounded by the diminishing snow banks.

 Nicki, checking things out.

 Derry

 Nicki again

And Derry, heading back inside.

Tomorrow is supposed to be quite mild, +7C, and Sunday +6C, before temps dip down again. I'll take it, even though it makes winter even uglier in the city, with all the grimy snowbanks. And I'm so thankful we don't live in St. John's,  NF, or the eastern part of NF, as they are in the middle of a blizzard right now, apparently, with up to 75 cms of snow expected by the end of the day. That's about 30 inches of snow, folks. Makes the approximate 50 cms (20 inches) of snow we've received since Boxing Day seem quite manageable.

So a quick update on the "Serenity" herbal formula I'm trying: I'm taking only half the dose, one capsule morning and evening instead of two. So it surely can't be the reason my body has felt like a wet noodle for a couple of days now--rather limp. (Usually I'm so tense, 24/7, that I feel like my shoulders are pulled up to my ears.) There is a nasty bug going around, and many at work have succumbed, perhaps my state can be attributed to germs.  :-p

And that's about all...It's been a mercifully uneventful week, and quiet in the house yesterday. Actually not too bad since Tuesday, though someone had a screaming fit (the girl, maybe) Tuesday and Wednesday evenings. Short-lived, typical kid tantrum.

I'll wish everyone a good day...If you have sunshine, please send us some!