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Sunday, 7 January 2018

a winter's frost



"Our houses are such unwieldy property

that we are often imprisoned by them

rather than housed by them."

Henry David Thoreau


the random

Frost on the porch door...that is the Atlantic 

which you can just see

beyond the safety and warmth 

of my home.




the good

Tucker Huckleberry Finn 

likes a morning nap on the stool 

at the sunny kitchen window.

He is there soaking in the warmth

as I sip my morning coffee at the table

and he is there when I sweep the old wooden floors some time later.

the fun

The thing about old houses on the sea

is that even though you have every door and window

battened down against the storm

the sand still manages to slip through and must be swept up the following day.

There's something quietly satisfying about a freshly swept floor.









Monday ~Turkey Soup

Tuesday ~crustless quiche, salad

Wednesday ~
Shrimp, garlic, and zucchini with roasted spaghetti squash

Thursday ~Pulled pork in the crock pot,  green beans, sweet potatoes

Friday ~tomato sauce, sausage and roasted spaghetti squash

Saturday ~left overs

Sunday ~bell pepper nacho's

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  3. I know what you mean, I usually mop every few days. Lovely frost picture.

    ~Sheri

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