The kids were off school last week for Winter Break, so we headed up to Saranac Lake and Lake Placid for the first part of the week to visit some dear friends. I've known Sarah since I was a teenager, yet after so many years of friendship had no idea what an incredible skier she was. While we were skiing the trails of the Adirondacks, she was cheering on her old teammates who where skiing in Sochi. But what made me aware of her skill, was the steep terrain that she dragged us up and then turned around and flew down, while nursing a one year old baby tied on to her stomach!
We returned after three days of skiing and skating, and came home for some more shoveling, night sledding and snowshoeing. Most often these activities only include the four of us,there just aren't a lot of winter lovers out there. So it was again a treat to share our enthusiasm with some local(ish) friends, and to reassure our kids that we are not the only parents who drag their kids out into the cold snowy mountains. They will thank us some day, but for now edible bribes seem to be working.
With likely only two more weeks left of winter, we plan to soak it all in until next year.
Cyrus was born into a family of winter lovers. If it weren't for thepulk, I'm not sure how we would all survive. So choosing to climb out of the pulk and have his skates tied on, was a surprise to all of us. He insisted on doing it by himself, and did just that with much success. We were all thrilled. And we are hoping he'll do it again.
It's hard raising bee's. So much is out of our control, so much of it a mystery.
I watched More Than Honey recently, a documentary about bees. It surely solidified my commitment to the art of raising bees, as well as my desire to raise animals with care and compassion. Elsa's interest is inspiring, she loves the bees and is a careful and gentle keeper. At this point she knows just as much as I do and it's so fun sharing this experience with her. We are also lucky to have the hands and knowledge of our next door neighbor Becca.
We currently have 3 hives. I sure hope they survive the winter.
I realize that winter is weeks away, but I just didn't get to it this summer, and I just had to have summer in the archives. So in one post here is Maine, Cape Cod, Vermont and right around the corner from our house.
This kid is a real pain, but it's hard to not love him to pieces.
The day after his birthday we headed to NYC for some food and fun. Our first stop, China Town.
Our dear friends were out of town, so we stayed at their place and had a drink from their bar, played with their toys, and put our hotel saving towards a show at Radio City Hall. The Rockettes Christmas Spectacular....oh the things you do when you have kids.
The pace of city life is not for me, but I do love living so close to such an amazing one. We'll be back soon.
I am sad to say that we lost our dear Ollie this week. We held a candle light memorial for her, and laid her to rest under the spirea in the front garden. Elsa thought it would be nice to plant some spring bulbs over her grave.
She was a sweet little soul. She came as a surprise Christmas present for Elsa almost 2 years ago, and hid in our bedroom undetected for almost two weeks. She was carried all around the house by Elsa, and chased all around the house by Cyrus. She left many a dead animal for us, was always hungry, was always getting stepped on, and was always editing my typing. It amazes me how much we love these furry creatures in our lives. Ollie will be deeply missed.
The hard frost came last week, later in the season than I've ever know. And once again I gained more garden knowledge than I thought I could in just one season.
Every year something is prolific and brilliant and every year something just never works no matter what I do. This year brought just a few cucumbers and an unbelievable display of flowers. Inside and out.
I didn't know that they were going to bring me such joy and pride. When I lost my father a few year back many people sent flowers, the house was full of giant bouquets of flowers and I found myself getting lost in them and really appreciating them for the first time. Now that my vegetable garden is well established, I feel the overwhelming urge to surround myself with flowers. This fall I planted 250 spring bulbs (the 50 I planted last year was pleasant but I'm hoping for something spectacular), and I have prepared many a perennial garden bed, cover cropped garden beds earmarked for flowers and saved many annual seeds in preparation for the upcoming season. Can't wait!