Recalling Warmer Times...

Today was a creeping cold. It made me long for the balmy weather of months past, especially after flipping through these pictures. These were taken on an outing we had in October. We attempted to hike to the top of Arthur's Seat but had to settle for hiking around it, as the path was waaaay too steep for our buggy (n.b. It's even a Jeep, so it's made for off-roading). To console ourselves, we went to Leith, right up at the tippy-top of Edinburgh, and walked along the ocean.

Ruins near Arthur's Seat.

Running near Arthur's Seat.

P livin' it up in Leith

Oceanfront bench with stone man.

Only a few more months 'til Spring, right? :) I do love so many things about winter, but the chill gets to me sometimes. I think I'll stop being so parsimonious and go turn on the heater....

That man that hath a tongue...

...it's Ber!

Lustiges Baby :) It's a boy!

Isn't he real? That's the first adjective coming to mind right now... not precious, adorable, or perfect (though he--HE!--seems to be all of those, too). Seeing baby boy for the first time made him alive, as it were. He is a real little baby; those rumblings and jerks around my midriff haven't been just bad indigestion. There's a baby in there! He's a squirmy little thing, and healthy and huge and strong. Just what little boys should be--frogs and snails and puppy-dogs' tails. I haven't been able to fully comprehend "baby" until now, and I'm sure the comprehension will dawn deeper and fuller as time goes on. For now, sit tight, little boy! Wait until May for your big welcome into the world :)