On Having Disappeared

For the past few months this blog has been silent as we hunkered down for the roughest winter in recent history. If we've been silent, it hasn't been for lack of material. It's true what they say - the first year of preschool is havoc on the immune system. Between the boys and myself, I've lost track of the number of doctor visits and trips to the pharmacy for one antibiotic or another.

It has been a challenge to say the least.

I wouldn't jinx myself and say that the worst is over, but we are finally to that point in the winter where a change begins to come. Subtly, startlingly. There is a new smell, a greater aliveness to the air. We are teased with a few warm days and visions green (if sodden) grass. Sap runs.

Hope begins to seem entirely more reasonable.

And so: apologies for the winter hiatus from this space. It could not be helped, for (our last shred of) sanity's sake. We hope to be here more regularly going forward, though perhaps not as frequently as for much of last year. There is a reason for that, so stay tuned, and we'll share more soon. For now, may you be graced with the hope of Spring coming where ever you find yourself today.