Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim

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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

A quick little post

I'm back for a quick post this evening.  We didn't paint the white pantry door in the kitchen when we painted this weekend but after looking at that stark white door for two days, we decided that it too needed to be painted.  So today I gave it two coats of the lighter blue.  It looks much better now and doesn't stand out.

Didn't do much else today except play around on the computer.  Haven't done any reading the last few days so that is what I will do next.  Later I'll have a cup of tea, watch a little TV and knit on the afghan.  I'm on the last strip now. 

Happy and peaceful dreams for you tonight.
Happyone :-)
Winter is the season in which people
try to keep the house as warm as it
was in the summer,
when they complained about the heat.
~ Author Unknown

5 comments:

Vee said...

A quiet evening here, too, except for the howling of the wind. I was going to serve myself some tea and John some hot chocolate a bit ago, but forgot. I did do a bit of painting today. Then, sneaky me, got John to do the rest.

Suz said...

I'll bet it looks nice

Mary said...

I enjoy the pictures that you take when you're walking. Isn't nature wonderful? Stay warm and safe.

Helen said...

Happy and sweat dreams to you as well

Happy@Home said...

Sounds like a nice restful day.