Or so they say. I think practice, more importantly, makes fun, especially when it comes to music. There’s really nothing in the world quite like sitting down with cool people and making good noise.
And y’all, I am so happy and proud to report that Lucy agrees.
A little musician in the making. 😊 My heart is so happy.
(But we never did quite figure out how to play the song we were working on, because Lucy just really needed to strum on the instruments instead. Which, honestly, was so much better.)
Lucy has inherited, it seems, many things from me. My temper, my stubbornness, my curiosity, the shape of my eyes, my sleeping habits. We discover something new every day – some little look or mannerism – and it’s fascinating and funny and wonderful. Most wonderful of all?
Lucy loves music.
Musical toys have always been her favorite.
She’s super intrigued by my dad’s guitar and mandolin.
She likes it when I sing to her.
It’s been so lovely, to share music with my baby. And I knew that when we moved, we’d finally have the space for something I’ve always wanted, something that would bring even more music into our home.
It got here over the weekend.
And, y’all, it’s a big hit.
I am over the moon. Lucy and I agree: This is the best new toy ever.
It’s different here, this season’s change – the slant of the light and the smell in the air – brighter, milder, wilder, like something ancient, fierce and dangerous but constant and controlled. I’ve always said nature is a woman.
I’m admittedly a little late to the party, posting about this. It’s been over a week ago now. But I couldn’t just not write about it, given how much I love snow. (If you’ve been here for a while, you know I love snow. If you haven’t, you should know: I love snow. And winter is my favorite.)
Anyway…
I just can’t believe it, y’all. I thought I’d never see a snow like this again. But the universe just loves proving me wrong, and so here we are. Virginia Beach got a foot of snow.
I mean, in this case, it’s like the universe proved me wrong to make me happy, and I just can’t complain about that.
There’s like no snow infrastructure around here, so we were snowed in until the weather warmed up enough to melt stuff.
And I’m not complaining! Many cups of tea. Lots of snuggles with the baby. Good naps.
Lucy loved watching the snow fall.
And was entertained trying to catch it in her hand and feeling little flakes on her head.
She was…decidedly less certain once we got her outside to actually play in it.
Maybe next year, kid. 😊
Although, who knows? This was a pretty historic snowstorm for Virginia Beach, and I doubt we’ll see anything like it again for a long time. But a few inches next winter? That’s possible!
For now, I’ll just be grateful for the abundance we got.
A Virginia Writer's Diary 