Sprung

It appears that the last batch of photos I shared here were completely snow-related. I love the snow - it'll take a lot for that novelty to wear off - but I'm also happy to see some more sunshine light at the end of this wintery tunnel I've been existing in.

I know, I know... winter is much harsher elsewhere and I just need to get over myself. I was talking the other day to someone from Colorado, and had moved to Seattle six years ago. She sang praises of the much milder winters here, and I realised I needed some perspective. Still, after a few winters in Southern California, a bit of adjustment to Pacific Northwestern winters is required. Not going to beat myself up over that.

Anyhow, I've been meaning to come and update on life here. I've conquered tackled a couple of major fears of mine (I intend to write about), I've officially changed jobs, the girls have had long-overdue haircuts, a black eye and suspected broken nose (thankfully not), and we've been flat out selling Girl Scout cookies. Have I mentioned I co-lead the Faery's Brownies troop? Yeah, enough with the laughing. I'll get around to writing about how that eventuated, some day.

In the mean time, let's play photo catch-ups.

The chop for the Faery was fairly drastic, but one I'd been pushing for some time (daily tangle dramas and all that). She'd resisted in the past, and I didn't want to force it... thankfully she agreed to try it, and loves it. Mornings are so much easier now.

A week later, Miss Pie also wanted a chop, and she wanted drastic too. Sadly for her, I wasn't ready, so we compromised. I'm not prepared yet to say goodbye to the lighter curls on the end, as I have a feeling it won't grow back that way. Given that her hair doesn't have the tangle-issues of her sister's, I kind of want to cling to that baby hair a little longer.

 New boots, as the ones I'd bought her in October already had holes. Here's hoping these last longer.

The black eye and suspected broken nose I mentioned? She had managed to fall up our stair case one evening. The huge swelling the next day was enough to warrant a visit to the doctor's for a check over, but nothing serious - apart from resembling a bout in a boxing ring.

A glimpse of spring weather, at one of the beaches in our neck of the woods. Winter? Go away.

We have a case of backyard envy (at a lovely friend's house). Mind you, there is a bear known to amble through their next door neighbour's yard, and I think I can live without that.

Bruiser, yo.

Flowers, cookies, and gap-teethed little girls selling the cookies. What's not to love?

Sunday morning coffee in the sun. I'll have more of that, please.

Lake Washington, with peekaboo snow-capped Olympic mountains in the distance.

We are more than just a little excited to have daylight savings back again.

I am also more than just a little bit in love with the way that the buildings all around Pike Place are lined above with daffodils.

These tulips took a bus ride home with me from Pike Place Markets, because who could resist?

More Lake Washington, more mountains, plus downtown Seattle peeking through.

Last of all, I have taken a gazillion photos of all the pink and white cherry blossoms around town. Between those and all the daffodils, it's feeling like spring. Finally.