Chattin'

It may be a new year but it's still winter.  This morning, I'm looking forward to a nice cozy chat with everyone over at Patrice's. 

Once again, I seem to be late...there's a lot of people enjoying the chat today.  What are they saying?  Let's find out...

What's your favorite kind of tree?  My favorite trees are always deciduous.   I love trees that have seasons.  Where I live, near the mountains in Vancouver, we are always surrounded by evergreens.  They are beautiful, often majestic but their seasonal changes are not too noticeable.  I love the changing colors of leaves and even the fact that they fall off leaving the tree bare.  And then those tender green leaves that I know will return.   I prefer a tree that provides dappled rather than solid shade in the summer.  In my own yard, my favorite tree - and we have several - is the star magnolia which is covered in furry little buds right now.  Inside are the white blooms waiting for spring.  

How did you celebrate the New Year? Not much of a party girl really.  My idea of ringing in the New Year is to begin knitting a new sweater for someone.  That has become kind of a tradition for me.  Otherwise, it's a quiet night with just the two of us.  

Do you have any family traditions for the New Year? Same answer as above. 


I'm so glad I____________ in 2011.  Was able to spend two weeks in the high desert experiencing the Grand canyon and all that magnificent scenery.  This had never been high on my wish list but I'm so glad it was at the top of  someone's else's and I got to go, too.

Did you have a nickname as a child?  When I was very small, my Dad started calling me Lucy.  This was because I always took my shoes and socks off.  There was a song called "Put Your Shoes on Lucy"

with the last  line: "Put your shoes on, Lucy, you're a big girl now".  I hope you enjoy it as much as I did remembering my dad singing it to me. The nickname stuck for a lot of years. 

That's about it for me this week.  In my mind, this conversation always includes my sister, now.  She follows my blog and enjoys my answers to the day's questions.   She finds that she would have answered many of the questions exactly the same as I do.  Unless it's something about our parents...we're far enough apart in age that our parents were different people to each of us. 

See you all next week...I'm still dancin' in my bare feet.  You can dance on over to Patrice's place at Everyday Rurality.  You'll have a good time, guaranteed.