flurries, temps minus 7
Got the car dug out this morning - amazing what the promise of french toast and bacon will do. Do you think that's what motivated the pioneers? Being told there was a plate of French toast and bacon waiting for them in the West? For that I might survive. Step aside Lewis and Clark, coming through...
Did a bunch of chores in Cowansville, then lunch with Cotton at the Cafe Inn...loads of fun. Also stopped by the bookstore. Danny and Lucy, when not selling books, are madly packing Vive Gamache mugs...such fun to think of so many of you also sipping a favorite beverage from them.
And now we're home, with absolutely no intention of heading out snowshoeing. Tomorrow, as we know, is another day. Speaking of tomorrow I have a newspaper interview at 10am, Kirk and Jane are coming at 10:30 with fabric samples, and have a skype test at noon for a conference call that is fast approaching.
And then I think I will finally take down the Christmas decorations. Was thinking of going for the record but have capitulated.
Must say it is excruciatingly beautiful outside. The trees are covered in snow...difficult to tell where the forest ends and the sky begins. Everything looks like it has been dusted in icing sugar. or snow.
Off to the bath...or perhaps I should exercise. Damn. Wish I hadn't remembered.
Speak to you tomorrow...stay safe.