forcing bulbs…

In January in New England, one takes any modicum of color and light one can get, amidst the dreary-gloom that covers the pale sunlight. When you go days without seeing any colors other than shades of grey, you tend to get a bit desperate.

Yesterday, the sun was blazing and my foxling and I lost our minds. We spent the early morning hours knee-deep in schoolwork, energizing our brains. When the sun made its dazzling  appearance, we got a little crazy. First, we swooped over to the market to grab some meat,cheese and poppy-seed rolls for sandwiches, and some Blue Monster to enjoy after our meal.  We ate and rushed out to the park to swing at the playground and walk up the big hill. On our way home, we stopped at a beautiful yet small apartment complex just down the road and toured two different models. Just gorgeous, all bright and new ! There just may be a change of address in our future, I will keep you posted.

At the market, my foxling chose a pretty little bulb for my bedroom. It is going to bloom into a pink hyacinth in a few weeks, which will be the perfect foil to the silky, green leaves. She is such a sweet girl, always adding brightness to my days.

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On a more somber note, The Historian and I watched a heart-wrenching documentary on Nexflix last night, called “Stuck”, detailing the flaws in the international adoption process. She has been asking to see it for a week now, and even though it was a school night, I gave in. We settled down on the couch amidst blankets and cups of tea to learn about international laws and treaties created by well-meaning senators. To make a long story short, there are thousands of children who were cleared for adoption and ended up waiting years for their home countries to relinquish them to their new families. There is obviously so much more to the story, but suffice it to say that laws meaning to protect children and their birth families are impeding the adoption process. There is no single, easy answer to their plight, but for children who spend their lives waiting for a family, enough food and love; time is running out. We had a deep discussion about public policy, adoption law, food shortages, birth control and children’s rights. She is developing her own opinions of what is acceptable and what she wants to change. I am proud of her for taking the time to figure out what she believes in, most kids her age are worried about nothing more than music downloads and passing algebra. =)

Looks like it will be a rainy day here in our neck of the woods, so we will probably be spending the afternoon inside after a short walk. This might be a good time to break out the geography puzzle and take a look at all those places we will someday visit. =)


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