Monday, February 03, 2014

A Moment in My Day

Cold, damp morning, wood stove chasing away the chill. Smoke from the chimney shrouding the south side of the house in a pale gray veil. Birds, many in number, feeding at the feeders. Singing from time to time. The sound of Emery chopping wood, a sound somewhere between a clunk and a splitting noise. And, the sound of the chain saw, for when the wood needs to be bucked. The house seems to sigh in contentment as the cold mixes with the warm on its old wooden frame. It's a perfect morning. Coffee brews, while cornbread bakes. 
Time is slow, the day easy.  Time for watching birds, for knitting on a sweater for our soon to arrive grandson.  No music, no television, no distractions.  Just the simplicity of the day. Life is good.


Jacqui said...

Sounds like a good day.

Kristi in the Western Reserve said...

What a beautiful sweater. Those colors are just wonderful! Who is it for?

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