Gossipy ol' hens, all cooped up. But one clucking a cluck different from the rest. Clucking in reverie.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Finding The Perfect Snowflake


It's been pretty 'crashbangboom' lately. 2011 was really not my year. And that's why I have 2012 to look forward to. The snowflakes of 2011 were muddied and disfigured, but I'm hopeful that 2012 will have a perfect season of snowflakes. Pure and perfectly imperfect.

I think that a part of finding something so pure and perfect is changing your mindset a bit. Not lowering your standards by any means, but simply understanding that transitioning from disfigured to perfect requires change. And while change is scary, it's necessary. Necessary and...well...change happens sometimes whether we like it or not, so accept it and roll with it, or try to fight it and become familiar with the feeling of defeat.


Ruthie waiting for her ball to be thrown and lost in the snow. She always finds it though!

Now. Let's just hope that 2012 doesn't turn out like that silly Cusak apocalyptic film. Or worse yet, having to say President Santorum.

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