Intentions for this new year of hope.
Intentions for this new year of hope.
Well hello, 2020 – are y’all ready for the new roaring ’20s? We didn’t roar, we quietly ushered in the new decade, Mr. Red Dirt and I. We worked together to create a lovely, not so little dinner for the two of us which consisted of steak, lobster, shrimp, baked potato and salad. The fancy …
It’s raining again, which is better than snow, but still is it ever going to stop? Mr. Cottage said it feels muted today. That grey cast has wrapped around our little house and it feels like no matter how many lights we turn on, we can’t overpower the gloom. It’s a good day for snuggling …
I was contemplating eating a second pudding cup. Mr. Cottage said he wouldn’t judge me if I did.
Brilliant sunshine, fallen leaves crispy and crunchy under my feet, heavy with a coating of frost, a thousand diamonds shimmer in the grass. An owl screeches high in the treetops. A donkey is braying loudly and the chickens are beginning their morning chatter. Swoosh swoosh a flock of buzzards soars overhead.
I fumbled around in the darkness, feeling for a flashlight. It’s 4:30 am, the power has gone out and it is twenty degrees outside. The dogs need to go out to the bathroom. Peanut can no longer navigate the stairs on her own, so I clumsily balance the flashlight, the dog and me down the …
That wind oh my goodness! A Nor’Easter blowout for sure. Thank goodness we didn’t have any snow! That crazy ole wind blew and the trees swayed and snapped and the power lines went down.
March has arrived and so have the first blooms of the season. Oh, happy heart!
It happened in the butler’s pantry. A hall-way space, and once upon a time when our house was first built, it was the kitchen. Now a brown cow supervises my every move. On a snowy day, I faced down that cow and got to making.
