Coca-Cola Land...

 
"Sailin' round the world in a dirty gondola-Oh, to be back in the land of Coca-Cola!"...Bob Dylan "When I Paint My Masterpiece"...I found this little piece of Americana on my walk today.

Drift away...

 
This is the view into the courtyard outside our library window at school...judging by the size of that drift it will be a long time before we can read or eat lunch out there in the warm sunshine :(

An appreciation of snow (and husbands)

 
"To appreciate the beauty of a snowflake it is necessary to stand outside in the snow."...although today, my husband may not agree with me. While he toiled in the driveway for four hours this morning..(and yes, Leah and I helped)..I then went for a walk this afternoon with my camera...this was a beautiful storm..down to the last snowflake!

Thing 1 and Thing 2....

 
"I know it's gray and the sun is not sunny, but we can have lots of good fun that is funny."-Dr. Seusss (The Cat in the Hat)...Today I was working on an art project in class, but when the kids saw me drawing out Thing 1 and Thing 2 they asked if I would draw some for them to color...pretty soon, Thing 1 and Thing 2 were joined by Thing 3,4,5,6,7,8 and 9...lots of good fun!

Special shoes...

 
"You need special shoes for hiking...and a bit of a special soul as well."-Terri Guillemete...My husband, Dave, never goes into the winter woods without his "special boots".

Rosanne Cash @ Infinity...

 
"When my dad died, alot of songs came...and they still keep coming."-Rosanne Cash...we went to Infinity Hall in Norfolk last night on a snowy, wintery evening to see her. She has been a favorite of mine for a long, long time. Spending a few hours in an intimate setting with her and her equally talented husband/guitar player, listening to her anecdotes about growing up with a famous father and the legacy he left for her with his "List of 100" songs was magical. A beautiful evening indeed!

Snow Escape...

 
"Rare moments of escape when he went into the woods, his breathing amplified and his voice somehow muffled by the heavy snow that bent branches low, drifted over paths. The world, for a few short hours, transformed,"-Kim Edwards (The Memory Keeper's Daughter)