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 
Approaching-50 mother of four. Thrifter. Content with lots of clothes bought for very little money. Loves retro. (That could be styles from the 40s and 50s. And sometimes stuff even older than that. And sometimes stuff from all time, all mixed up together!) Bluffs about decluttering but secretly loves STUFF. Goes through stages. Has standing and staring spells before rearranging the entire home. Just because. Tune in each day to see what new outfit comes home from G.W. Boutique next. (That's Goodwill, by the way.) Oh, and she owns a spoiled beagle named Annie. And this blog.
Grab A Button <div align="center"><a href="http://www.amothersjournal.com" title="A Mother's Journal ~ A Bit of Birdsong"><img src="http://www.innatelygray.com/images/abitofbirdsong_120_200.jpg" alt="A Mother's Journal ~ A Bit of Birdsong" style="border:none;" /></a></div> The Players
Lil Ol' Me
Son Daniel, 23
Son, Big Joe, 21
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 
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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