The
big thaw sets in...
We did it.
We survived the great climactically boring winter of 2003.
AND we did it with a baby.
(Yes, everyone knows
all about Bella. Who couldn't? We gush about her every damn moment.
But it's one of those life changing experiences that you have to
step back every once in awhile and grin with pleasure. Spring is
such a great time to do that....I mean the whole stepping back thing....)
OK, back to thawing
out.
Ed remarked a couple
of times at how high our heating bill was this winter. Couple of
things: have a baby, must keep house warmer, and secondly, I think
that a lot of people have forgotten how damn cold this winter was.
Not a lot of snow, but jesus! days upon days of frigid weather.
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If
we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.
If we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity
would not be so welcome.
- Anne Bradstreet
(1612?-1672) US poet
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We're also getting ready
for some major landscape renovation in the back yard. It wasn't
too tough a decision to hire someone. The whole issue of time/money/skill
decided the whole factor. (Not that Ed wouldn't have minded buying
more power tools).
Just think (if the weather
cooperates) I can be sitting out on the deck in about 2 weeks sipping
an ice cold one. Magic. I don't think that's something that I would
be able to do if it were just Ed and I building the deck.
I have to admit that
Ed surprised me in suggesting that "If we're gonna do the back
yard, let's do it ALL up!" (I'm paraphrasing of course). So!
In addition to hiring a contractor for the deck construction, we've
brought in a friend of ours, Ted Nelson, to put together a landscaping
design. It looks great on paper. I'll make sure to document the
whole process....stay tuned.
One last thought, as
you're getting ready to put away your long underwear and take the
first few strolls outside in shorts with your embarrasingly pale
legs, take a moment to reflect on this past winter and think about
the, "taste of adversity"....it makes the flower buds
and fresh spring breezes around you seem all the sweeter.
April, 2003
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