Saturday, February 22, 2020

Wonderful Morning For Coffee On The Front Porch


58 degrees due to cloud cover with 53% chance of rain. Still having a stove fire to ward off chill at night.
Smells like Spring is coming. 💕

Wednesday, February 5, 2020

Days As This Make Our Lifestyle Humble Us




I arose early today. I slept amazingly well as the night before the coyotes decided to party all night which meant Yarrow and Sherman were on high alert all night and my sleep broken at best and not totaling enough to write home about.

I had a long list to choose from as I had been away both Tuesday and Wednesday. Tuesday was “home spinning” day for my guild Motherlode Spinners and Weavers. The last Tuesday of every month a free spin in at a hostess’s home. Bring your own lunch, beverages and a treat are hostess provided. That day we met in a home in the small Gold Rush town of Columbia steeped in history and wonderful little shops.

If that weren’t enough on my way home I visited the Soap and Candle shop bringing home a lovely sage fragrance candle and multiple guest soaps of amazing fragrance and colors and goat milk too. Always nice to support other soapers. Then on to a highly endorsed family apple orchard with I was assured by locals had the best cider ever. They weren’t kidding and a half gallon followed me home. Along with a corner piece of equally delicious Apple crisp. And a apple walnut pull apart bread I
couldn’t resist at 30% off.



     The does watching a neighbor work her way through a free lunch just below the neighbors fence


Wednesday was  a split a few have to do errands down the hill plus a fun stop at Hobby Lobby. Yes more home decor found its way into the back of the Envoy.

So today was laundry, house work and my first mow lawn day of the year. The chickens were beside themselves. And it smells heavenly now. My “grass” is native grasses and some other volunteers I am getting to know. It wasn’t awfully high but I know from Ash Creek if one does a bit each time weather permits then you aren’t likely to be found draped over your string mower in the late spring dead.

Humbled by what you may ask. After that I figured I earned a break. One thick slice of apple bread and a drip coffee with cream . The most recent issue of Spin Off magazine and to the back porch. The cool breeze and clouds were welcome. The smell of someone’s freshly fired up wood stove and the amazing view of the valley below me with Owens creek dancing through it was comforting  . Felt very thankful and blessed to be in a place where I feel completely relaxed for so long of being on call. I am grateful for all I have received and eager to see where this journey is headed.


If this post looks weird in anyway let me know I have done it all on my phone. And it looks really weird when I preview it. Maybe it is just me though. Thanks.