A Field of a Thousand Robins

We came across a field of robins the other day. Thousands of them, all in one field, gathering insects from the grassy earth. I have never seen so many Robins at once. You couldn't help but smile as these red breasted birds fluttered about in anticipation for Spring.

As our last week of Winter slowly winds into Spring, I leave you with this poem:

If there comes a little thaw

Still the air is chill and raw.

Here and there a patch of snow,

Dirtier down a marshy flood;

Ankle-deep you stick in mud

In the meadows while you sing,

"This is Spring."

-Christohper Pearce Cranch

A Desk Chair

This is our office chair. I love this chair. It evokes the fondest memories of the day I happened across it. It was a crisp fall day and I was driving through the little town of Dixfield, Maine. As I was driving through, I came across an old abandoned church operating as an antique store.

I stopped to look around and found this chair. It reminded me of a musical instrument with its wooden curves and bow-like spindle back.

What it is: beautiful solid oak desk chair

Where I got it: a church turned antique store in a small town

What I paid: $125.

While We Were Sleeping

Do you ever wonder what happens while you're sleeping? I woke up this morning confused because when I looked out our window (above), I saw this! This was a shock because yesterday afternoon, just before the sun set behind the horizon, there was hardly a patch of snow in sight.

Well apparently Winter was hard at work, crafting this winter wonderland that makes grown men exclaim with joy (my husband), "Isn't it beautiful?!"