Monday, 4 February 2013

sausages and woodsmoke

it snowed on saturday night. and again on sunday. so mabel is hidden under a heap of cold white. cc and his pa trekked through it together and folk came out with shovels and sacks of grit. the gentleman who lives two doors down has been cutting up wood while their chimney huffs out smoke. the woodsmoke smells lovely.

today we stayed at home. cc twirled around in my fur hat to this tune. then watched two cats tip toe along the snowy front stoop. it was a day of naps. of cooking sausages on mabel's stove top. and settling down with cc under his tartan blanket to read this book. it was a good monday.

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