moon melancholy * aquarius season

 

A cold wind is blowing.

The treetops are swaying and my breath drifts off in white whispers.

The brown and gray landscaping is starting to take a toll on me.

And then that moon.

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midwinter reprieve and a little award – Liebster that is.

An unexpected break in winter weather brought sunshine and milder temperatures.

The snow melted and is now just a cold memory.

I did the warmer weather sunshine chicken dance out by the farm stand.

Neighbors drove by and honked at me.

I’m sure they were thinking there goes that crazy lady doing weird shit again.

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embroidering sketches and golden vintage china from around the world

  I feel like one of the cats curled in the beams streaming through the window, seeking warmth.  Beyond the glass, across the lawn heavy frost sparkles.

The thermometer read minus 5 this morning before sunrise.  Pipes are frozen at the kitchen sink, as is the faucet outdoors we use to water the animals.  This means hauling water from another part of the house, out to the barnyard.

It is too cold to stock the cooler with eggs at the farm stand – they will freeze, I’ve left word for folks to come to the house to get their eggs.  Only a few will do so, I think most rather the convenience and anonymity of using the farm stand.

 

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a new season

I hope that Y’all came through the holiday season with blessings and all good things.

I in my elf slippers and Mr. Cottage in his flannel, we snuggled in on Christmas eve for a day of just doing for us.

Mr. Cottage and I have had a long tradition of cooking a special Christmas Eve dinner – something a little fancy.  Since the passing of Mother Cottage, we have invited Father Cottage to join us for Christmas Eve supper.  I’ve made various steak dinners these past few years.   This year, Father Cottage announced that he had other plans for Christmas Eve, so we talked about what we would do, for just the two of us.

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