Sunday, January 24, 2016


We are programmed to love sunshine. Wake up to a blue sky and hope swells within your beast. Nothing is impossible.

Gray skies -- well, now you have to work harder to keep that energy level high.

Today, the skies are telling me to work harder at feeling effervescent about the day. And I do. I wake up and let the cheepers out and then I drive our garbage loving mouse over to the lake to the east of us. Honestly, we're thinking it has to be the same mouse that's traveling great distances to come visit our trash bin and so each time we catch it, we take it that much further. Three miles enough for you to stay away??

In driving at sunrise (as if you could tell there is a sunrise on a cloudy day), you often have fleeting images of wildlife here. It's incredibly beautiful really -- a canvase of country living.

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Of course, those lovely shapes of deer are grand at a distance -- less grand when the animals come to your yard and start in on your spring flowers and fruit trees. But for now, I really do love to admire their swift movements and graceful forms.

Back at the farmhouse, I tackle the usual Sunday cleaning and organizing. And of course, the reward is a breakfast in a perfectly respectable and presentable farmhouse.

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The afternoon is, like yesterday, slow paced. Reading, writing, cooking -- isn't this the way all cloudy winter Sundays should proceed?

And just before dusk, Snowdrop comes, only with her mom today, but still, I'm delighted to host these two members of the young family!

Well what a surprise... Snowdrop runs for her beloved penguin.

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Though toward evening's end, she finds other excitements. Corn on the cob, for instance. (I know you're not supposed to eat while on the run, but this was an exceptional set of circumstances.)

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(She does sit down after a while.)

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(And she holds steady on grandpa Ed's lap when there's music on television.)

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The weekend's done. I've had my restful moments, my yoga, my time with Elena Ferrante (do you not like her novels? Well then, you and I have an entirely different perspective on fiction... I think she is magnificent). I'm so ready for the challenges of the weeks ahead.


  1. You must mark the mouse, so you'll know!
    Penguin no longer looks as big Snowdrop. She's growing.
    This is one of the days when I open my blogger list and you've posted 0 seconds ago.

  2. I looked up your author on Amazon. There is a boxed set of the Neapolitan novels ... on Kindle. I'm trying to visualized a box of novels on Kindle.

  3. Let's see... your Snowdrop veggie garden already needs asparagus and corn. The kid has great taste in food and gardens, so next she should go for tomatoes.


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