My skating coach said I have to rebuild my skating legs. I will go in on Friday and do laps of scissors for an hour.
No Rosca de Reyes this year unless we can find one that is gluten free. I have already declared tomorrow night be dedicated to Mexican hot chocolate though. A special batch.
Because it is the year of the rabbit, Artie gets extra, extra special treatment all year. He already has a brand new, spacious abode with loft. Next on the list is a brand new harness and leash in his favorite color...red. I put several colors in front of him and he picked red for whatever reason. He kissed the color card then tossed it and did nothing to the other color cards so I am going with it.
I've been really into teas lately and bought several boxes after Christmas that are nearly gone. I have discovered red and pink rosebud tea. It's a very pretty tea. Rosebuds don't have to make a wimpy tea either. Steeped long enough, it can be strong and fragrant without becoming pungent in any way. One cup leaves me feeling pretty dreamy.
All the seed and plant catalogs have already begun to arrive and they have managed to get me looking at the backyard again. Making plans, deciding on plants, finally getting a much needed composter. Four, picky, little hens just can't make up for a composter.
Watched La Cienaga by Lucrecia Martel because my friend loved it and declared it one of his favorite movies of all times and urged us to see it. It is a slice of life sort of film and focuses on two families living in Argentina. I find myself liking it more and more. Many scenes overwhelm the lens it seems and it works to pull you into the lives of these people. I didn't always like being there but it was an experience nonetheless.
Caught Mona looking at the tree lights. She loves to do this and it's always so nice to sit with her and just look at the lights from her point of view. They will be coming down this weekend. We'll all miss it.
The tree is still fresh and green. It will be in it's stand out in the yard for a few weeks. I like looking out the window and pretending I have a balsam growing. Last year I continued to water and new growth appeared before it started to turn an orange-red in March. It was then chopped up and became mulch for the backyard. Part of it was burned in the chiminea in October. It smelled like Christmas and got me started on the holiday thoughts. Round and round we go.