Springtime
Well, as you might have imagined, there is a variety of technological
solutions being discussed which would continually monitor our whereabouts in the woods. Cell phones,
back-mounted GPS, even collar-attached alarms which, when remotely activated, effectively shriek "I'm over here!" Oy vey.
Oh, and before I forget, thank you all for the tremendous outpouring of concern via voice- and e- mail regarding our near miss a couple weeks back. We're all doing fine now, if not still occasionally shaken by remnant thoughts of a tragedy that might have been. Until we get a techno solution in place we have "ATM" - All Terrain Mommy - following us closer than our own shadows whereever we go.
Hey, it's Springtime!

A time of year I trust which provides a measure of contentment for us all. Regardless of your fondness for winter past, or anxiousness for the summer to come, Spring represents that seasonal plateau in-between, where one can pause for a moment in breezes redolent with Magnolia to account for what we've learned and prepare for what we're about to.
Pfft. Yeah, right.
More like long lines at Costco elbowing your way through the grouchy masses lunging for that last bag of recession rice. Or cursing BigOil beneath your breath for their supposed criminally egregious profits, while having to endure the throngs of sub-primers baying for government help. Which is pointless when you think about it, given that the government is borrowing mightily to pay for
TheAmericanPeople™'s interests in Iraq and elsewhere. Nobody has any money to lend, and if they do they're suspicious you won't be able to pay it back. Throw in the mess of the financial markets paired with the government regulation of said markets, and taken together it all becomes one big incomprehensible Ponzi scheme.
So far as I know it hasn't gotten so bad as to begin rationing dog food - tho the price of IAMS mini-chunks has gone up along with food generally.
Not to worry, the state of the nation could be far worse (and just give it time, there's an election coming up), plus focusing on the negatives all the time isn't a prescription for long term mental health. You really do have to pause and smell the Magnolias more often.