We woke up to a beautiful dusting of snow on the ground this morning! I’m like a kid when I hear the weatherman mention possible flurries. Michael finds this quite funny.
After restocking the fire, we headed out with the three pups tagging along. Oh, the things we would see if we could keep up with them, running up the mountain and through the steep ravines. I do believe that watching the ease with which they move motivates me to enjoy our outing even more.
There’s nothing that beats an early morning walk on the mountain, especially in the Winter. It always seems more peaceful. You can hear the winds coming forever and see them wave through the trees before they ever reach you. I still get excited by all of the little magical things I find in nature. Sometimes, it’s snow on fungus growing off an oak log. Sometimes, it’s watching Bella try to step onto the ice at the edge of the pond for a drink and watching her reaction as the ice cracks and disappears. It really doesn’t matter the season, there is ALWAYS beauty to be found.
It seems that a big part of the days is restocking wood for the fire. Michael’s “time to make the donuts” line is “time to cut and split the firewood”. Recently, he’s cut into some Hickory and found that Hickory is “really heavy”. He brought a truckload down to the house and had to carry a few loads up the stairs to be used in the living room fireplace. All that climbing and carrying can only be good for a person, right? 😉
A roaring fire in the house always makes me think of warm comfort foods. My sister, Rebecca, posted a yummy looking Apple Pie Baked Oatmeal that I thought would be wonderful to wake up to. The recipe was easy to make and delicious. It has no added sugar…the apples and dates take care of that. But, everyone is not like me, and Michael would prefer his a little sweeter. A drizzle of maple syrup did the trick, and I would make the recipe the same next time.
On a final note, my daughter, Jessica, moved recently and wasn’t able to take the boar that had become a pet to her new home. That’s right…a wild boar. Sweetest, smartest animal ever! Knowing she couldn’t take her baby into her new neighborhood and knowing that he would be best left in his wild home, she left him behind with heavy heart. So…I made her some Piggy Cookies. I know they won’t really fill the void, but cookies from Mom never hurt! By the way, since I don’t use conventional food coloring, I boiled some cranberries and used the liquid to make the icing pink. Fun!
Enjoy Life and Live Vegan!
Catherine and Michael