January brought us one baby blizzard and several days of unexpectedly warm weather. The warm weather brought a lot of melted snow ... and made puddles, lots of puddles. Her Mommy just sent me this picture of Stella -- less than week into her third year -- enjoying the weather and especially the PUDDLE!
I find myself in the midst of a great many grandmothers (actually Stella is my great-granddaughter) -- it seems every few days I get a note from one friend or another about spending time with her new or new-ish grandchildren. It's one of those life-phases. They flip through photos on their smart phone to show me their darlings. I have a cell but not a smart one. I could take photos but I don't so I'm especially delighted when I receive an emailed a photo like this.
By the way -- we're in for another mini (I hope) blizzard in six hours or so. Tis the season.
The mid-70s are a surprise! Part of me remains in the 50s -- age, I mean, not decade of 20th century. It's a joy ride, new experiences land in my lap and I've become a better quilter, poet, writer than I expected. It's a rich life for a person never rich financially. Hey, this is what the mid-70s are like!