I feel it all

snow covered

Miss Winnie Dixon is totally fine. Hooray - she's once again wriggling, and dancing and spinning with joy as is her standard nature • Mama slept really well last night tucked into the nest of down & flannel, sweet funny dreams of mansions and parties • I did get up at 3am to turn the furnace down a notch and felt so wide awake, I considered for a moment, getting up - crazy girl • I have a list of things I'd like to accomplish this weekend and I'm feeling inspired, invigorated and enthusiastic • I have a year's worth of paperwork, receipts, invoices and bank statements to organize and file in my 2008 accordion file folder. A job daunting to begin, but oh so tres rewarding to complete. I want to clean off the big black work table that sits in les office opposite the teak topped desk and I will set up my sewing machine - and thread the bobbin :-( one never knows when the urge to sew may hit. I plan to retrieve much loved photos (most of them of my big red joy - Jake) and tiny movie clips of my three dog life from my old laptop and install them on my new 24" imac - I have a few new ideas and projects a brewing • Miss D and I can't wait to bundle up & get outside this early morning and walk around our little village in darkness, with crunching snow under our feet, cool air on our cheeks, she and I will follow the glow from the street lights and the edges of the snowbanks as we trail up and down the quiet streets • current song happily stuck in my head by Feist another Canadian super talent although I think she lives in Paris - lucky her (Paris or maybe in a little village by the Sea) • blue skies and lots of bubbles

happy Saturday