Yesterday

India woke me, complaining about her empty dish. I ignored her for a while, but finally grabbed my robe and headed for the computer. Email, TWTM boards, my blog were all quickly checked, and then I headed downstairs, India and Snowie running down the stairwell in front of me like heralds. I fed them and then stoked the stove.

Our chickens are not producing as many eggs as I like, but I decided to have French toast anyway. We brought up a quart of strawberries as syrup, and those who prefer maple syrup heated some of that up for theirs. Breakfast, devotions, dishes were finished, and I decided to straighten the sun porch. It is the room everyone comes into when they visit. I like to have it neat.

Afterwards I kidnapped Snowflake, and we settled into the Big Green Chair to read the Bible, pray and meditate. India joined us, too. I’m reading the Christmas story now. I love those stories.

After some stretching and back exercises, a shower, and picking up my bedroom, I worked on throwing in some laundry and making meals for the day. I had the fixings for chicken and rice enchiladas all ready when I discovered “someone” had finished off my supply of tortillas. I called Hubby, and he decided to take the tire that needed to be repaired into town early so he could stop at the store for me. Blessed husband.

Time goes quickly when I need to answer questions, pick up here and there, answer a couple of phone calls—before I new it, it was time for lunch. We failed to exercise self-control and turned on Star Trek for a few minutes.

Then I worked with the children: the youngest first, then the middle child, and finally my oldest. We corrected tests and papers, gave assignments and checked over the homework. By the time I was done, it was 3:30. I checked the boards and headed out for a walk. It was snowing. It had snowed all day. Beautiful.

For supper I made cornbread with applesauce, egg drop soup, and a 7-layer salad—perhaps that is an odd menu, but my family liked it. While the children did the dishes, I tried to get caught up on emails. I think I still have 400 in my ClassEd folder! I finished the day’s work by cleaning up the laundry room and sorting through piles of laundry that got ignored while cleaning my mother’s house.

I stoked the stove for the evening, and while I brought that up to 600 degrees, I read Herodotus’s Histories. The outside kitties came in to sit before the fire with me until it was bedtime. The bed was cold, but it was not long before my duvet was warm and the world was gone. It was a good day.


It has been rather cold here lately. The wind has been brisk and it has been down close to zero in the mornings, not getting above freezing during the day, either. I love winter. The beauty, simplicity--it makes me feel alive!