Last night we got seven inches of snow here in the Chicago are. Since the ice/snow mix also made the power go out we had to go out and enjoy the beauty of the snow sticking to the branches. The robins were everywhere, trying to puff up and stay warm. The kids and Dad had fun building one last snowman and heading off to the sledding hill with the rest of the die-hards.
It's a lot easier to take knowing real warmth is just around the corner!
I had a mother who read to me Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea. Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth; "Blackbirds" stowed in the hold beneath. I had a Mother who read me lays Of ancient and gallant and golden days; Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe, Which every boy has a right to know. I had a Mother who read me tales Of Gelert the hound of the hills of Wales, True to his trust till his tragic death, Faithfulness lent with his final breath. I had a Mother who read me the things That wholesome life to the boy heart brings- Stories that stir with an upward touch. Oh, that each mother of boys were such! You may have tangible wealth untold; Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. Richer than I you can never be -- I had a Mother who read to me. -Strickland Gillilan
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