misty, mild, moon, temps just at freezing
I've been quiet for a while - taking time to myself - doing some work, doing some lounging.
But I missed you. I blog, you know, because I like it. I like you. I'd stop if it became a huge chore. It was nice, though, to take some time away.
But it's Christmas and I wanted to make sure to say, Joyeux Noel. Snow on the ground, a mild day, perfect for walking, skiing, snowshoeing - or in our case, sitting by the fire listening to King's College Cambridge and Bing Crosby, and slowly opening gifts. The aroma of stuffed turkey filling the home.
Our friend Wilder dropped by at 2pm - with a huge, lovely bouquet of Christmas flowers - and we ate around 3. Leisurely meal of turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes, mashed potates, peas. Michael did a fabulous gravy. Then coffee and an assortment of desserts friends had been kind enough to bring over in the past week. Yum.
And now the dishes are done, the leftovers sorted - Wilder has left with a turkey casserole thanks to Michael. And now it's a quiet evening - back to the fireplace, and bing and the boys.
Last weekend I wrote a piece for the Globe and Mail about our first Christmas in the country. If you're interested here's the link...
Hope it works! and I hope.your day is filled with joy, and peace and contentment...and wonderment. And light.
Michael joins me in saying Merry Christmas. And thank you, for the gift of your company this past year.