Hmm
Hmm . . . a holiday. I believe those that appreciate this day more than anyone is the postal people that don’t need to trudge from one house to another delivering our mail . . . which is mostly junk.
What I have been having is Cheerios for breakfast.
Cannot enjoy a breakfast of them without recalling the cleaning of St. John’s Lutheran Church of South Branch. As we lived right next door, it seemed like a fit of some kind for us to take on the weekly cleaning. Every once in awhile a fit could have been thrown when the floor of the last three or four pews on the north side were strewn with the all time favorite Cheerios as a snack for Elroy Mummie’s little ones. Without fail. Of course it was the pews on the north side as the men sat on the south side. Memories.
The town is quiet today. No school traffic makes a huge difference.
The walk-behind snowblower was not needed for this last storm. I did hear that the week of the 23rd may have several temps in the 30s. Bring it on.
My bedroom porch has become my nest. The south windows bring in good light for reading and stitching as well as sun warmth . . . when it chooses to shine.
With that I take my leave. ♥