we can feel the weight of the snow upon us. pressing in all around. there’s little to do during winter when you have a child who doesn’t last very long outside and the thought of getting him dressed for outside is depressing. i sometimes feel like the wife/mother in the movie ‘the shining’ who is cooped up in that massive hotel whose son is screaming ‘redrum’ up and down the halls. now today. instead of letting our son turn the living room into a gymnastics center i took him to one that has free play for $5/hr. let him purge himself of that pent up energy. and now i am the one finished. with all this snow and unpaid days off of work. bring on the forty degree temps and mud any day. at least then i can begin to plot where to place my garden this year.