{Virtual Coffee}

Hello Tuesday, hello fellow caffeine addicts. If we were meeting for coffee today I would say that I'm drinking some home brew this morning because I have been buying waaaaaaaaay too many Starbucks mochas lately. And I'm sure there is something addictive in them. If we were meeting for coffee today I would tell you there is a war going on outside my window between this

and this

and despite the still frigid temperatures, I think the latter is winning. My plants are flipping winter the bird and coming up anyway. They are pushing through still frozen tundra, pushing aside piles of snow and saying, in their own very green and colorful ways, that ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!!! Gotta love nature when it gets its back up.

If we were meeting for coffee today I would show you my prince, who I neglected to put away before our first serious snowfall. He is a little battered and bruised and I may have to replace him - anyone out there have a line on where I can find another frog prince? Every girl should have a frog prince in her garden.

And while we were talking about bruised and battered, I would tell you about some of the craziest things we do for our kids.

Riley had been yammering at me for the longest time to get his bike out and he wore me down. I promised him that this past Sunday would be The Day. Sunday was sunny but minus 7 on the thermometer. Let's not talk about the wind or the fact that the temperature is about five degrees colder and it is always much, much windier down on the bike path that runs along the water, the same bike path we usually go on since it is a block from our house. I try to not break the promises I make to my boy so there I was, wrestling the bikes out of the garage, pumping up the tires, going inside every now and then to warm up my hands because it was hard to test the tires when I couldn't even feel my fingers. If we were meeting for coffee today I would tell you that even my never-give-up-boy gave up after about 10 minutes of riding (and that was with the wind at our backs) and after one mud wipe-out and one much more serious ice wipe-out. We headed off the water front and pedalled home into the wind but at least off the water. An astonishing 30 minutes later we made it back, feeling beaten down, bruised and muddied. But the forging ahead in our garden was inspirational and I figured if those tiny little bulbs and roots could do it, then so can I.

If we were meeting for coffee today I would tell you that these two puppies are growing at an alarming rate. Almost as fast as my snowdrops and crocuses

and then I would show you some art I was able to share on the weekend. I was asked to personalize some of my intention cookies for a small birthday celebration and I got to package them up and line them up in a row.

I love sharing my art but if we were meeting for coffee today I would also say that I don't like it being stolen, which is a subject for later this week. You might get all kinds of curious and I would distract you and say let's go over to Amy's Lucky Number 13 because she's been playing with the Boss' iPhone and will probably want to take our pictures.