This is the lazy way of taking a photo: grab the phone and, without getting out of your chair, turn to the right and click.

I like it.

I’m feeling better today. There’s still some residual congestion, but then again, I’m always congested. It was a sinus thing and dear husband took care of me. All is well now.

Happy Valentine’s Day. I’m the only one in this house who remembered it this morning. But we don’t make a big deal of it anyway. And to be fair, we were barely awake when I said it. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

(With this newer laptop, I can now add little emojis, but I’m not a huge fan, so I rarely do it.)

Well, more snow is coming tomorrow, along with ice and sleet. That’s the way it is lately. Snow, then ice. Heavens, I am sick of winter. Please fast forward to spring. Don and I have started these little monologues in which we imagine sitting on the porch looking at the green leaves on the trees and all the flowers in bloom. With the bleakness of the landscape and our country, we desperately need these little visualizations. Oh, I cannot wait to be outside clearing out the garden beds, planting seeds, and fixing up the porch.

I know, I know. It will be quite a while until that happens.

I’ve started another puzzle. This one is beautiful. It’s a Japanese print of a Geisha. I’ve managed to find all the edge pieces, so that part of it is done. I will post it when I’ve completed it.

I’m reading  I Hear the Sirens in the Street  by Adrian McKinty, the second book in his ‘Troubles” series. I’m also reading a book I’ve had on the shelf for several years about the famous Chelsea Hotel in NYC, a place that has always fascinated me. It’s titled  The Dream Palace. But I admit that it’s been hard to concentrate on reading lately. Still, I’m plugging away.

More tomorrow.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

Good morning.

Unfortunately, I am feeling under the weather. It started yesterday and I feel awful. A sinus thing, I suspect.

So I’m posting that I won’t be posting, if that makes sense.

I’ll be back on Friday.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

Stella in black and white.

Something I did on a whim yesterday. I was making our oatmeal and the sun was shining on the stove and it looked pretty.

It was sunny all day yesterday and my mood completely changed. A couple of projects that I had been contemplating were completed with ease. I had lots of energy. So did Don. The sun, especially when it’s bouncing off the white color of snow, makes me happy and fills the house with light.

Of course, today is another story as we have a major snow event headed our way. It won’t impact us until sometime after 7 pm, so there’s time to run a few last minute errands this morning. Don tested the snowblower yesterday and it’s running just fine. We have the heat turned down because we’re low on heating oil and have to make what’s there last until Monday. It can’t simply be a snow storm, it has to be a snow storm with us wearing several layers of clothing and fingerless gloves inside the house. Right?

This too shall pass.

I’ve been daydreaming about spring. Green appearing everywhere. Cleaning out the garden beds. Ah….

Don made an apple pie yesterday but we have yet to sample it. That will happen this afternoon, after lunch.

There’s not much else to report, my friends. We’re in a waiting mode. Waiting for the storm. Waiting for heating oil. (Have you noticed that this shortage of oil happens to us at least once every winter? Yikes.)

Stay safe, especially all of you who live in the path of this storm.

Happy Saturday.