Come Together

Despite all of the "#SochiProblems" that perplex and pester, I am really enjoying the Winter Olympics. While I am not constantly fixated to the television, I have enjoyed watching several of the competitions, namely the downhill skiing and figure skating. For me, the Winter Olympics are a bit reminiscent of the fun had during the America's Cup. It is a time to come together with friends new and old, while marveling over the beauty, grace and grit of these accomplished (and often very young!) athletes. Cozy up in your best sweats with a hot toddy or two, and remind yourself of all the possibilities we have in the world. Applaud those that go after their dreams and ponder your own. Life is beautiful.

What do you enjoy most about the Winter Olympics?

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A Classic

My Grandparents gifted my Mother with a pair of L.L.Bean "Bean Boots" (pictured above), when she was at St. Lawrence. She relied on them while dodging snow banks to and from class during the cold upstate New York winters. Thirty years later, my sister relies on the same pair for blustery Boston nights and weekend adventures to Vermont. I have my own too, which were a wonderful gift from a beau years ago. The boots are a reliable classic staple for winter that will last a lifetime. I love this short piece in the Maine Sunday Telegram this week about the iconic winter footwear.

At Play

The above is a photograph taken in 1959 by Slim Aarons (known for his photographs of the who's who of the jet-set era), in Lake Tahoe, California. I've spent the last few days enjoying some snowy R&R in Lake Tahoe with my sister which has been heavenly. I hear summer in Lake Tahoe is wonderful - some will argue even more enjoyable than winter! As my friend Heather Clawson says, Bon Weekend!

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Give Me Green

Heather Preston of KIC posted a few weeks ago about her longing for spring and all things green. I found myself envious of her mentioning that seed catalogs were stacked for the season ahead. One of the drawbacks of becoming a city girl is the lack of yard and green space at home. Growing up, we were surrounded by every kind of fruit tree, flower and vegetable you could imagine in our yard. We'd pick blackberries, peaches and rhubarb for summer cobbler, mint for iced tea, zucchini for my Mom's zucchini bread and summer blooms for the table on the porch. It took a lot of sweat equity to be able to enjoy the bounty we loved, but worth every effort. Green is Good.

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