Monday, January 16, 2012

Brrr!!! It Was Cold Outside

Winter is the time for comfort, for
good food and warmth, for the touch
of a friendly hand and for a talk beside
the fire: it is the time for home.

Edith Sitwell

It was 17 degrees when I climbed out of bed yesterday morning.  Thank goodness it wasn't a work day because I just might have played sick. My house is so warm and cozy. They say that with the wind chill, it felt like it was in the single digits.  We have had a rather strange winter this year.  Above average temperatures with a day of chill tossed in here and there just to remind us of the season we are in.  Of course, we still have a ways to go before spring arrives, so who really knows what February and March will bring.

My son came to dinner last night, and it did my heart well to see him.  I cooked his favorite foods...baked ziti and toasted garlic bread, and we had a pleasant visit.  He would love to come back here, and I would love to have him, but we both know that it's time for him to spread his wings.  It's just not fair not to let him grow.

I realized yesterday that I am regaining my joy in cooking.  For so long it had been a dreadful chore, but that's what happens when you don't have a kitchen conducive to cooking. My old kitchen was long and slim with a refrigerator far too large for the space.  The stove was old and when you put the oven on, you had to be careful when you touched it for the outside of it would be burning hot.  There was absolutely no counter space.   But here, in my new home, it has been so different.  My stove is new and the counter space adequate.  I've even been thinking about baking again.

By the way, before I forget.  My old place is up for sale.  My landlady must have won the battle because she is listed as sole owner now, and she is asking $895,000 for the house. She has 'got' to be kidding. The electricity  is dangerous, the pipes are rotting away, the boiler is on its way out, and there is a deep chill that flows through the house.  But that doesn't really concern me now, for finally I am at peace.

Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter.
Who would think that those branches would turn
green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe


  1. ~our weather has brought snow...and pretty darn cold temps...but we are loving every minute of such...i am happy to hear your new home has been filling you with joy...adequate space to move around in the kitchen is huge...cook and bake away my dear friend...much love light and blessings shining brightly upon you and yours~

  2. Here I just post about how warm it is and I read yours on the cold. Although I will say we have had our share of snow the last few years a little bit would be nice. Nothing like the silence it brings and I love cooking when its cold outdoors... stay warm dear friend.

  3. We were in the minus 3 and minus 4 temps over the weekend. This morning it was a balmy zero!! But we do have almost a foot of snow now. I hope you enjoy baking, the house will smell delicious. Good luck to that landlady trying to get that much for her house.

  4. Oh dear friend.....I am so glad....YOU have finally found the perfect spot for you and your sweet soulmate.



    p.s. when are we gonna see how you have spruced it LOL

  5. same weather here, I'm glad you are at peace ♥

  6. The Universe was definitely watching out for you, then, wasn't it! You left, and the house of cards fell down. Your writing has so much more peace in it these days -- we can tell you're happier and far more content. And it's great that you're enjoying cooking again!

    We've finally got winter weather moving in this week with the promise of rain and much colder temps, and I'm glad to see it.

    All blessings to you!

  7. Oh good. I found the place, where I can "add comment." Did you do something different here? Things look diff, here in the commenting area.

    Single numbers outside, when we wake up, up here. :-)

    Glad you are happy and cozy at home, and that you are enjoying your new kitchen. More and more things, you love, about your move. Wonderful.....

    “Don't you ever imagine things differently than what they are?
    Oh, Marilla, how much you miss.”

    ~L.M. Montgomery

  8. Good riddance to that old lot and their house! Glad that cooking is exciting again.