It begins

I've been in the new place for about a week now, and I set the white bookcases up behind the sofa, wanting to brighten the space. I had aligned them against the wall in a straight line (as one does), and it was decidedly blah. The light seemed to all get sucked into the corner under the stairs and just kind of die. I was too tired to solution the problem, and simply went to bed, thinking that maybe the whole arrangement needed to be shifted and rethought, which would involve moving all the bookcases, a prospect I wasn't in the mood to entertain.

Then this morning I took one of the narrow bookcases and set it at an angle, making a corner. I stepped back into the kitchen to make tea and looked back into the living room, and the effect was just what I was after. The white bookcase picked up the ambient light and reflected it back into the space in a way that is welcoming and lovely. Hurray for small successes in the adventures of moving. 

Of course this means I need a couple more bookcases, because when would it ever not mean that?

Fun in February

It was 85 degrees today, and we went to the park to play in the middle of February. Bloom where you're planted, I suppose, and when you're planted too. There were shenanigans aplenty, and we giggled a lot, which absolutely needed. She's getting big enough that we can barely play like this anymore -- I think that there will only be swimming, Kung Fu, and horseback riding (her chosen sports). I'm trying to sign her up for them again -- here's hoping her dad says yes this time.

She is getting to be such a wonderful young lady, and she has a ton of fantastic personality. She bought herself a My Little Pony diary and she loves getting to write in it each day. (Note: the mask is mine from a New Year's Ball some years ago. She adores it.) She has a particular pen (much like her mother) and a little heart shaped lock on the diary. It's cute as kittens to watch her writing, taking her time and choosing her words. She's certainly setting a good example of the daily writing habit!