Tube Town

We had a busy weekend, with Fynn's hockey, Sophie Acro (acrobatic class) and a birthday party.  Today we took the kids up to Tube Town just to have some fun and not be on any sort of schedule.

This photo shows the skating pond in the foreground and the Tube Town hill in the background.

so much snow

It started snowing yesterday and it is still going at it.  It is so much stuff that it gravitates between being magical and being clautesrphobic.

The kids had a snow day at school.  It apparently was the first time in decades that there was a school closure in our district due to snow.

A few people were missing from work today too.

According to the gym I go to, my fitness class is still on for tonight - which I'm grateful for as it is so important for my mental health.

These wintery days are challenging....

The few from our front door when I got home from work today.

ah, solstice

The shortest day of the year, the first day of winter.  Yesterday was the first day of winter - man, is it dark.  Nothing surprising about that, but trying to find the happiness in dark is interesting.  I don't think I hate the dark, because we need it too- just like the light.

This article in the NY Times was interesting.

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/12/20/opinion/why-we-need-the-winter-solstice.html?_r=0

In other news, my last day of work was today before the holidays.  I'm ready for it.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Day in Oliver

I love this poem of Robert Frost.


Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening


Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.


My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.


He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound’s the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.


The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.



Robert Frost, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” from The Poetry of Robert Frost, edited by Edward Connery Lathem. Copyright 1923, © 1969 by Henry Holt and Company, Inc., renewed 1951, by Robert Frost.

This photo is of my kids and their cousins and my brother playing pond hockey. It is located just down the road from my parents house and was a pond that we skated on many winters as kids. I have fond memories of being out there is the cold, bumping along (frozen pond ice is bumpy) and having loads of fun. I am grateful my kids are able to experience it too.

Happy New Year!