Let It Snow
By Lynn, on January 20th, 2008
Let it snow! That’s what my children were saying yesterday. They really wanted snow, especially my youngest. We didn’t get enough to really play in though. The foliage is pretty heavily laden, but many patches of bare dirt and pavement are lacking snow. It just soaked into the ground and made mud. At least it will be mud when the temp rises.
It’s pretty where we actually have snow. It was really a soft, flaky snow that fell.
The goldfish pond is completely frozen over. I’ll have to go out soon and break the ice so they can get some fresh air.
Lynn
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About Lynn
I am the mother of four delightful children: a 23-year-old son, a 20-year-old son, a 17-year-old son, and a bright and bubbly 13-year-old daughter. I share an apartment home with my 17-year-old son and 13-year-old daughter. My little home on the internet is called Rose Cottage because of my love for gardening, roses, and all things romantic and Victorian. Welcome.
I'm a North Carolina girl and I love sharing North Carolina links and information. I do medical transcription from home. My hobbies include making sweet little dolls from clay who are named and have their own stories to tell. I also make old-fashioned brooches. These are for sale in my Etsy shop.
For 13 years continuously, I homeschooled some or all of our four children, but the time came that our homeschool had to be closed. It was the end of a beautiful chapter in my life. I will always be a strong supporter of homeschooling and I will continue to review books and maintain my homeschool website, The Healthy Homeschool. The Players
Lil Ol' Me
Son Daniel, 23
Son, Big Joe, 20
Son, John, 17
Daughter, Michaela, 13
Annie Fatso Beagle
My Symphony
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
William Henry Channing
1810-1884
What You Do Sow a thought, reap an action.
Sow an action, reap a habit.
Sow a habit, reap a character.
Sow a character, reap a destiny.
Contact Me 
I would  for you to leave a comment, but you can also e-mail me at lynn AT thehealthyhomeschool.com
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I really am envious of your goldfish pond. Did you build it? Was it difficult?
Hannah, I did do it myself, and there is more about the progression of events with the pond at
http://www.thehealthyhomeschool.com/goldfishpond.html
I really enjoy it. It’s a part of my small garden front-yard garden, which I enjoy immensely as well!
Lynn