I awoke before dawn to the sound of a snow plow passing by on the road below, with a stretch and a yawn I crawled out of bed, wandered to the kitchen for my coffee and turned on the outside light...SNOW, glorious snow as far as the eye could see, piled in soft heaps upon the ground and falling thickly from the sky. Dear Miss March..how I do so love your unpredictability!!!
As I gaze out my window now, I can barely see the road for all is so very white. Tis time for something simmering on the stove..though I'm not sure what just yet...something baking in the oven..I do believe an apple pie..and a day of stitching by the fire. :)
A cozy day to you :)