On rainy winter weekends we like to stay at home and potter about. Chris will always brave the rain and cold for at least a little while and do some jobs around the yard. This weekend he chopped wood and started building a house for the ducks. He's picking up two new ones on Thursday.
On rainy winter weekends I like to sit and knit or do some sort of crafty work. I like to sit in the recliner in front of the fire and listen to the rain on the tin roof amongst children's voices.
I like to step outside now and again and breathe in the crisp air and stare out at the mist and fog. There's something a bit magical about fog, especially when it doesn't lift all day.
On rainy winter weekends the kids like to ride their bikes and scooters around and around the deck. The noise drives Chris and me crazy but it's worth enduring for the energy burn that the children desperately need when they've been inside for hours.
On rainy winter weekends the girls like to do craft, on this occasion water paints were the go. Lots and lots of water painted paper all over the table.
Rainy winter weekends are when our little house truly feels like a family home.
1 & 2. Early morning fog spread across our yard.
3. Raindrops on the rose bush
4. Still knitting the Boatneck Baby Sweater
5. Burning my 'Pomegranate' candle
6. The rogue scooter rider
7. Milly riding her bike on the deck.
8. The vine on the arbor leading up to the deck is in full winter mode
9 & 10. Water painting
11. I've moved the book shelf back out to the loungeroom. Max loves playing with the bead frame.
Joining in with Emily at The Beetle Shack
