Can you hear it? The wind is howling about the eaves and rattling all the loose bits on this house – and there are many. It’s snug sitting in here with the fire going and listening to the gale outside. I would that everyone were so comfortable and warm and safe and I’m so very grateful that I am. The dogs they are a snoozing and Sonny Boy who is home from school with a bout of something horrid that’s doing the rounds is on the lounge and veging out covered with one of my earlier quilts and cuddling a hot cup of tea.
Soon I shall brave the elements to chop some more wood. I’m rather good at that. It’s all about getting it on the grain, don’t'cha know. I remind myself a little of Ma Ingalls when I’m out there weilding my axe.
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looks really cold..hope its warmer now..
Nope – still cold, Lulu. It’s the last month of Winter here now. Last week we had some beautiful days which were perfect fro picnicking, but it’s gone back to cold again