|Side Yard. Those are my footprints in the snow.|
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Icy and cold, so as expected, once again got my steps walking inside.
We saw lots a bright sunshine throughout the day and it just clouded up
later in the afternoon.
Chris gave me this blue and white plate that was Aunt Betty's
which will go in my kitchen above the cabinets with the other plates.
Pretty isn't it?
The other thing that was Aunt Betty's that I brought home is this basket.
Many years ago, maybe 30, I was visiting my mother and the two of us,
Aunt Betty and a friend of my mothers went over to another of my mothers
friends house and we all made baskets.
I don't remember what happened to mine but
seeing the basket brought back happy memories of the day.
It is the perfect size for magazines and that is what I'm using it for.
Did a quick cleaning and straightening up around the house
and then just puttered around doing this and that.
A happy day to you.
Winter Wonderland by Joseph T Renald
There are strange and mysterious sounds
When the winds of winter blow,
The long nights are crystal clear and cold,
And the fields and meadows are covered with snow.
The stars are frosty against the sky,
And the wind's whistle is shrill
As the snow blows against the house
And drifts against the hill.
Yet, I like to see during the winter
A white carpet on the ground,
To plod aimlessly in the deep snow,
Where deer tracts abound,
I like to feel the stillness
Of a crisp winter's night,
Watching a full moon rise over the horizon,
Exposing a winter wonderland beautiful and bright.