Last night I was overjoyed to see Google’s doodle of Edmonia Lewis, the first woman of African American and Native American heritage to achieve international recognition as a sculptor. I wrote about her eleven years ago, so I was ecstatic that more people would learn about her. I hope that this also means that more is discovered about her and her groundbreaking body of work.
The snow and ice lasted far longer than I thought it would. My youngest two children love snow and they were more ready for school to be open than I was, and I was pretty ready. I have not been satisfied with the pieces I have been working on lately, but at least I know it is improving.
My parents’ wedding anniversary is this week and they have been married over four decades. Observing them has taught me a lot about love and life in general. The most important lesson they have taught me has been that I have to become the change that I wish to see. In my marriage, for my children, in this world.
When the weather folks say we are getting one to two inches of weather and we end up in the neighborhood of one to two feet, things are bound to get interesting. I did not expect to be using mountain gear to get around the neighborhood, but living in the Northwest has taught me flexibility if nothing else. Kids like the first day or so of snow days. Then they miss their friends and routines. Then cabin fever sets in, but melting usually happens first. Good news for me, bad news for Frosty.