Happy New year!

Another snowy day here and I love it-as my cross country skiis and have been out almost daily to the local trails..seen above (South Star-to you locals).
Finn now has some beginner skis and is impressive to watch...it goes something like this:

ski 3 steps, wobble, eat snow, look for "his friend the moon" :repeat. A good thinky pace.
Wren in backpack however...um, not so keen with this loping about!.

Went for my first-ever night ski with headlamps with some great twin buddies, and am completely hooked.
Now I need to find my Moonlight Partner some skis (He is a size 11 boot-if anyone has x-country gear to share about)

We had a great and quite unexpected New Year's Eve Party with about a dozen other friends...which turned out oh so loverly. We knew about the party for a eek or so, but couldn't find a sitter-and then the hosts said-we could bring the kids and put them to sleep in some quiet corner of their house. ..which is exactly what we did.
Beside a little bit of restless sleep for Finn at the beginning-all went swimmingly and it was truly one of the best new year's shindig's I have been to this decade.
Wow. Fun. yes, wow and fun...and "naked Grape" Shiraz. hurrah.

Then, New Years day at our fine Comrades Derek and Fabs , where inspiring conversation about simple and natural child-rearing and intentional living was had (over coffee and baileys-as if a German and a Mexican girl need ANY alcoholic supplement for discourse on matters that matter!)

And thus dawns the new year....
A quiet swoosh of a ski
A sudden thump of fallen snow from an overburdened branch
A little river of drips in the pantry from an iced and aging cedar roof
The last crunchy bits of the Gingerbread house (now candy-less)
Boxes full and at the door to be taken to Thrift
Woodpile half full
And desire for inspiration and deep, healing laughter and tears grows.
Lead on.