I'm taking a leaf out of Wooly Headed's blog this year and for the year end/beginning post, here's 2011 in review by way of the first line of each post for each month I posted.
January: It's astonishing how difficult it is to concentrate when you know water is dripping from your kitchen ceiling and has been since Monday evening.
February: We, like a wide swath of the country, have gone all white and buried, like a Currier & Ives print. It seems then particularly appropriate to tell you about our second Christmas.
March: I think I might be playing hooky.
April: This will never do.
May: Well, while others try to track down the poem from last post (yeah, good luck with that), I'll take you all back in time to the Green Shawl.
Then there was a lot of empty space.
August: It was a big day.
Then I disappeared again.
November: So says Eeyore in Disney's Winnie the Pooh.
December: Here's the part where I cast about for someone else to blame.
So. There you have it. Happy New Year.
From our house to yours.