A Quiet Anniversary

Fifteen years and a few days ago, I published my first blog post. It was unashamedly a Mommy blog, because it was before any social media I knew of (I'm sure Myspace was a thing, I had no idea of it) and I wanted to share the quiet joys of my small family with the bigger family scattered across the globe. Fifteen years... the baby in the post is agitating for his Learner's Permit any day now. The daughters are all flown from the nest making their own way in the world. I no longer live in the old farmhouse, and indeed, it no longer exists at all. So much has changed. I've changed. 

But this blog endures. Where will it be, and me, and the children grown, in another fifteen years? I wonder! 

This was where it all started, with names changed to the nom-de-blogs adopted for the privacy of those involved. 

It's a quiet Saturday morning here at Stonycroft. The kids are watching cartoons, Dad has gone to the dump. I have stolen a moment in the office to launch a blog. Hard to believe that ten years ago I barely knew what the internet was, much less how to use it (or a computer). I've always been an old-fashioned girl. Now I get to broadcast my thoughts globally. Frightening, that.

My quiet moment is coming to an end. Eldest just came in, hugged me with a big grin on her face and asked for a snack. And Little Man is making inquisitive noises in the other room. I think he wants me to come feed him. Although it is hard to tell, these days. He often just wants to be cuddled. Poor little guy - still no teeth, and all his sisters had a couple by this age - he's cutting about four at once, I think. Molars. Six months old, and already he has to be different.

It is a beautiful day out. It has been snowing for two days and the sun came out today. It sparkles and shines, and the pine trees look like a postcard. It won't last, but it is so neat to see them frosted like a wedding cake. I went out in the woods yesterday and it was hushed and still. The snow was draped over everything like a down comforter and it was still falling. I could hear the flakes fall, it was so quiet.