WINTER

SQUIRRELS, we have a love hate relationship. Now I don't mind sharing birdseed with them, but it would be nice if they actually did leave some for the birds. Yes, I am talking to you Mr. Squirrel. As you can see we've had to bungee the feeder down. Mr. SQUIRREL has attempted to relocate the feeder to his liking. These rodents can be very crafty. Now enter Winslow Homer, if you mention the word SQUIRREL or spell the word, he becomes a wound up- spring hopping phenom. Out the door he flies and off to the woods the squirrels head with Winslow hot on their heels.

But this morning Winslow just sat there contemplating. I couldn't figure it out. Mr. SQUIRREL however, to his delight enjoyed a very lengthy breakfast.

The day dawned bright Everything was quiet at the coop, no late night shenanigans as far as I could tell.

As I sat looking out my window I decided I am going to enjoy this winter season. I am not going to hurry and take down decorations , I am not going to peruse seed catalogs, I am just going to enjoy winter. I will keep my snowflakes up ...

and sprigs of fir in my Christmas bottles...

I will enjoy looking at my snowman...

who now resides in front of my new little log cabin, a gift from my sweet husband.

My jolly snowmen will fill me with warmth...

and my snowman angel will continue to guard our home

This snowman will put a smile on my face...

and this one will make me feel happy inside... No, I am not going to rush winter. I will enjoy sitting by the wood stove whether it be rug hooking, stitching or reading. I will not be in a hurry to see winter leave. I will take the time to enjoy each and every winter day......