A Saturday in Winter

We are far enough south that we don’t get a lot of snow. When it is cold, it’s usually dry, and when it is damp, it is usually warm enough that precipitation falls as rain. Today was unusual. It snowed overnight, then sleeted and iced on top of that. The road in front of the house looks like iced sugar. Having decided that any plans that involved driving were foolish, we settled in to enjoy the day. It is below freezing, but still raining, so going for a walk has been postponed.

I have homework to do this afternoon, for some college classes I am taking. PHP scripting, anyone? Right now, writing this post is a break from some study and reading on Aikido vocabulary and history for an upcoming test. Aikido is more interesting than PHP, if just as difficult to retain.

Every hour or so I feed the stove. Gracie lies as close as possible to the warmth, and will stay there until her fur is hot and she pants like it is July.

Out in the kitchen, the bread came out of the oven a few minutes ago. The dough rose nicely in the living room on a table by the stove. 20 minutes in a 400 degree oven, and my efforts are rewarded. In a few minutes I’m going to make a pot of coffee and slice one of those loaves. Filled with light and warmth, with someone to share it with me, today is a gift.
There is a magic in that little world, home; it is a mystic circle that surrounds comforts and virtues never known beyond its hallowed limits.
–Robert Southey

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One thought on “A Saturday in Winter

  1. Been a long time since I had the truly home-made bread. Those loaves look great, hope that you and your family enjoyed them.

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