Those Winter Blues

I feel them starting: those nasty, wasty winter blues. I just want green. Warmth. Brightness. Sunshine. Fresh air. I feel kind of bad, I wish I could love all seasons equally, but I am really over winter. This one hasn’t even been particularly harsh or anything but it’s just making me feel blah. I don’t know, maybe it’s because I’ve been ill. Either way, I was living vicariously through photographs earlier and I think we all could use a little dose of some August Gems. Maybe I can will warmer weather to start soon if I keep posting photographs like these.

Walking.

Digging.
Wouldn’t you know it, she found a hole in the road. She loves to dig around in anything that has to do with dirt/rocks/pebbles/etc.

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Coffehouse Crouching

Rudy Mae

I have been a little under the weather, two separate occasions with barely any time at all between them. I have thus been slacking on anything “ericanichole” related and I was itching to get something up, but a) since I have not been doing much, there’s not much to post and b) since I have to go to work soon, I really think I ought to nap so I don’t feel like double crud before a long shift. So, I wanted to make this short and sweet. This photograph was taken a week or two ago when my husband and I went to our local coffee shop with Rudy Mae for a quick pick me up (chai tea for me, hot chocolate for him, and a blueberry muffin for all).

Stockings

Please excuse my lack of posting, most of the family, but most especially poor Rudy Mae, has been very sick the last week and a half. I’m just now finally getting a chance to make a fresh post and I must say that I am excited about it. We decorated for the holidays the Monday after Thanksgiving (I believe that was the topic of my blog two posts ago) but I hadn’t gotten the stockings up yet because we were trying to decide on the best place for them still. Yesterday as I was cleaning the heck out of our home, I decided to just throw them up myself and I am thrilled with them. I absolutely adore how they look and, yes, it made me even more excited about Christmas. (And you thought that wasn’t possible!)

I cannot wait to fill these beauties with goodies and see the faces of our children as they open them. Sometimes stockings can be more fun than presents!