I got home a week ago from my grandma travels, to brilliant morning sun pouring in the front window–a dramatic change after living in ‘the shadow’ of our mountains all winter. It has helped to ease me back into this white winter and a quiet routine devoid of soft baby cheeks and pudgy hands learning pat-a-cake.
Following the visit with the newest grandaughter up north, I had continued my tour-de-grandbabies with a flight back ‘home’ to Powell River to catch up with Jaxon, now 9 months old, and his parents and aunties!
God sent a batch of sunshine that apparently has been long in coming. It made the walks in my favorite places with some of my favorite people all the more special!
I even got a sneak preview of springtime–
On departure day, the rains returned for my ferry crossing to fly home– a fitting finish to a sweet week of home and family.