Saturday, February 26, 2011

The Look of Love

Snow falls heavy all around. The baseboard heaters rattle to life, and the thermostat needle reminds us continually just how insufficient they really are for these vaulted ceilings. My mitten-shunning children are beginning to get cabin fever, and I am, too.

My husband comes home with a bundle of firewood, an armful of tulips. I put the flowers in water. He lights the fire.


The snow still falls, but he has brought me spring.


  1. Oh we are still buried in snow here too. My husband gave me tulips our first Valentine's day. I can't wait till I see some!

    Beautiful post.


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