How many songs do you know about snow, guys, that don't include Christmas? I was hard pressed today so forced to adapt one:
This is the way we throw snowballs, throw snowballs, throw snowballs, this is the way we throw snowballs
On a cold and frosty morning.
And this proved surprisingly successful, with residents suggesting things like, this is the way we make snowmen, drink hot chocolate, shovel the snow ...
So I was chuffed. Then I had a seminar for carers and residents on making those cut out snowflakes we used to make so many of. Remember them?
I was so glad I went as staff were a bit depleted owing to not being able to get in.
Keith made a lovely transfer into his armchair, and I was so thrilled. When I had given him his cup of tea, he told me:
You can't win.
So I agreed, no of course not.
Watched a crow catching snowflakes in its beak, that was entertaining.
Keith was singing an opera which consisted of the word dream. So we had a seminar about dreams, and what songs we could think of. And I sang
In dreams, I walk with you,
In dreams I talk to you
and I felt myself breaking down at this point ...
Keep warm guys, it is so very beautiful out there, so many snowmen.
with love and best, and thank you, Kindred xxxx