Valentine's Day redux!

Well isn't it nice when you get your sleep, the temps go up to a decent winter level, you move your body a lot, flowers arrive, and you have nothing more urgent on your plate for the day than a ski outing with your sweetie, and time to reconfigure (yet again!) some future travel adventures? Yes it is.

Sure, I did begin the day with reading news and commentary to the news and commentary to the commentary. But then I put it aside. For a good many hours. And the day unfolded in the gentlest manner. And I fell captive to its seductive quiet. Peace reigned in the farmhouse.

I do have some photos, because a lot of snow fell last night and it of course brightened the landscape considerably, even if it was not a sunny day.

I had scheduled an early grocery delivery and Ed was sleeping in today. The driveway, therefore, remained snow covered. I could have woken him. Or, I could have heaved open the door to the shed where we keep the blower, which I sort of know how to operate. But instead, I chose to hand shovel the entire driveway on my own. I know at my age I should take care, but I felt energetic and the snow wasn't that heavy, so I went at it. Yeah!

Breakfast (still with the old flowers, but with my Valentine sweetie!)

(I glanced out the window and noticed that it was snowing again -- just enough to cover some bare spots, not enough to undo my driveway efforts.)

 

We returned briefly to The Topic, but Ed was in a fairly upbeat mood (he rarely goes up or down, but his machine design is going so well that he actually is tipping upwards these days!). His response to my report on news stories? Well, when Obama was elected, gun sales skyrocketed. He seems to have scared some people. Now, with Trump, gun sales are down again, so that's a good thing. On the other hand, anxieties about the Constitution are high. Maybe we'll get lucky and our fears will be for nothing.

Okay, I'll stay with that for the day.

Of course we go skiing. Of course we do! To the forest! 

And then I'm back with my scheming and planning. I am so very aware that my travels may be receding as the years progress and the body twitches and the worries multiply. And so every trip becomes important and deserves full consideration. (Or let's face it -- I just really do love the process of scheming and rearranging!)

In the evening I cook cabbage soup. A real central European dish very much at odds with the predinner drink -- champagne! (I had opened a half bottle of champagne yesterday and my drinking behavior is such these days that I much remains. Besides, it's Valentine's Day redux!)

Oh, and the much delayed flowers finally arrived and despite their torture (remaining on the truck in the cold for all those days), they seem to have survived.

Such a good day. And yes, I am so very grateful for all that went well for us today!

with so much love...