A Peaceful Day
It was peaceful for Dennis and I as we were hunkered down and let the blowing snow do its own thing.
A friend of Dennis’ did pop over for coffee in the patio porch. Dennis and Doug have shared a love of older firearms. What a better way to put away some baked goods, coffee and sharing.
The sewing studio was my place to be today. Doing some kitchen towels on the embroidery machine passed the time quite quickly.
I can share something that we had for supper last night. French Toast and Jimmy Dean breakfast sausages. No syrup was needed. I had purchased a fairly large jar of Apple Butter Jam recently. When I put it on the table rather than the syrup, Dennis did raise the eyebrows. “Try it you might like it.” Tried it and Dennis did like it. It has so much less sugar than syrup and much tastier as well. The cinnamon flavor in the substitute also hit the mark. It may just be our favorite to try on pancakes the next time we are having a comfort food meal.
This evening I took a bag of frozen beef noodle soup out. Soup and crackers sounded like what would suffice as neither of us had a lot of physical exercise today.
Actually when Dennis came in to check on me this afternoon and take in a few games of solitaire on the sewing studio’s lap top, Dennis shared a tale of cleaning in the patio porch. Dennis had just vacuumed the carpet and then cleaned the vacuum filter when he heard a thud. Harriet had stood on her hind feet to put the paws on the edge of one of the huge potted plants that we were wintering over, and yes . . . over it went, off of the small table it had been sitting on. Hmm. More vacuuming ensued. What to do with the kids . . . love them, stroke them and love them forever.
Tomorrow there may need a bit of snow moved off of the drive. Not much snow has been had, but the wind really is whipping it up.