and then it was green

   Winter is hard for me. It is hard to explain. It is hard to even think straight some days. It seems that I am holding my breath waiting for spring. For the world to be green and for time to do what I love. It is not that there is not a love for teaching, but it seems that more flows out then in, and at the end of the day there is nothing left inside.
  Maybe I'll go read my seed catalogs one more time...
 
  

flu

    I can not wait for spring! There seems to be a point where winter is just too long, that and the flu struck. My students had been falling one by one, yet I thought that I would get away clean. Boy was I wrong!

    I slept for a week straight, and when I awoke the work was piled up and it was almost valentine's day.
    I had great dreams of sharing cookie recipes, starting my garden, working on the kitchen... that all went out the window.

    I have however been sewing valentines for my students. I had an old felted red sweater, some lavender and yarn. Two hours later I have valentines for all 15 of my sweet little kindergarteners.

    Now all I have to do is write a story to go with them. Once upon a time...