Fibermania

A Crispy Morning

It rained buckets again (hurray!!) and then during the night it turned colder and switched to sleet. I heard the raspy sounds outside my bedroom window and pulled the comforter over my head. The furnace is turned down to 65 degrees and it still stays pretty warm up in my loftspace. I would much rather sleep in a colder room, snuggling under wraps, with just my pink nose visible.

The schools are closed, and no one but the salt trucks seem to be passing our house.

My planned trip into town doesn't seem urgent enough to scrape my windows. There is even frost on the chicken wire in the pen. I fed the birds in their house on a tray. No wants to picnic in the sleety wind.

Dave got a big breakfast from me today too. Bacon, hashbrowns from scratch and scrambled eggs. I even made a baked pear-pecan-raisin crumble...for later this morning. He ate his meal and went right back to bed.

My big plans include a hot shower, finish the laundry (I can really drag this out) and then maybe some knitting. Or maybe I'll put away my fabric and get out my paints.

.....nahhhhh.