Moving with the times
This was my front window last week:

But, given that the street has gone from this (19 days ago):

Through this (18 days ago):

To this (yesterday):

I thought it was time for a change. (Yes, this is early spring in Ottawa! It looks like mid-winter to some of you, I know, but here, it’s called Spring!)
And made a bunch of those. (Sorry about the glare. Hope you can make them out!):

And soon, there will be REAL ones in my garden! Happy Spring! (And yes, I know there is one lone snowflake in the window. This was not intentional, but when I discovered it there I decided to leave it. It seemed fitting. Because Lord only knows we’re not out of the woods yet.)
But, one last snowfall or not, Spring has indeed Sprung.
Wa-hoo!
About
A childcare provider is expected to be a superhuman mix of the Madonna and Mary Poppins, ever patient, loving, kind, always delighting in the sweetness of her charges. I don’t do such a bad job, all in all, and it’s far more likely the parents than the children who strain my sanity most days. But I’m here to tell you: It’s Not ALL Mary Poppins…







