Monday, February 7

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Saturday evening Sean and Annaliese took off for the evening church service while I cozied up here with the other kids, three of who were just coming down with colds, feeling a bit feverish and quite boogery.
Movie on and knitting in hand, Addie girl nestled close, the sky all of a sudden lit up, brighter than any winter sun we receive, and was joined by claps of thunder.
I've lived here all my life and a thunder storm in the middle of a snowstorm is a rare thing.
Sunday we relaxed, none of us feeling tip-top.
Sean stewed and stirred in the kitchen and all day there were fabulous smells wafting through the house.
He brought to the dinner table a big pot of French onion soup with home made toasted bread baguettes with mergenthaler cheese melted on top.

Sean has taken upon himself to learn how to play the piano and I get to sit back and enjoy evenings, after the kids are in bed, listening to him grumble at my old piano teacher of decades ago for scribbling out the finger numbering and smile to myself because, really, he's doing awesome and he's pretty cute sitting on that piano bench tentatively singing out the words to little children's songs as he plays. He's doing much better than me and my fiddle.



A small downside to having wood stoves is the dust that settles everywhere. I don't know if it's actually the wood stoves to blame or the little fans that blow their heat through the house, but either way, I took time to bustle around dusting the living room bookshelves, the books and baskets on them, meeting up with memory lane with all the different books and dreaming of garden planting and watching and waiting after this long, long winter.

I think the kids are beginning to be anxious for spring too as this morning I found Andrew settled down upon the bench in the kitchen this morning, pouring through his tackle box chit-chatting about fishing hopes for spring.


"If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that--warm things, kind things, sweet things--help and comfort and laughter--and sometimes gay, kind laughter is the best help of all."
— Frances Hodgson Burnett (A Little Princess)



"Some people care too much. I think it's called love."
— A.A. Milne (Winnie-the-Pooh)



"I am never at my best in the early morning, especially a cold morning in the Yorkshire spring with a piercing March wind sweeping down from the fells, finding its way inside my clothing, nipping at my nose and ears."
James Herriot




"Is he well educated?"
Yes, I think so, as far as he's gone," I answered. "Of course he will go on being educated every day of his life, same as father. He says it is all rot about 'finishing' your education. You never do. You learn more important things each day..."
— Gene Stratton-Porter (Laddie: A True Blue Story


Hope you can grab a little time to cozy up with a good book. :)

5 comments:

Tanya said...

Hannah-
Would you sometime share more about your church? Is it a large or small church? Contemporary or traditional? We are *churchless* at the moment and having a hard time finding a good *fit*, ywim?

www.mominapocket@aol.com said...

I know you may be wishing for spring...but enjoying your pictures of snow. After growing up with season change, I always miss them. Nancy in Florida

New Mom said...

Sounds cozy! Reading about a big pot of french onion soup made me wonder how you get your children to eat things that are "different?"
Pretty sure my 4 year old wouldn't touch onion soup with melted cheese with a ten foot pole!

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Lily of the Valley said...

Hi! My name is Susan. I used to blog a bit, but don't anymore. I enjoy looking thru your blog, found out about you from Raising Homemakers! I can identify with looking young but feeling old! We both married in 98, both have 10 yr old girls, and there are other things I noticed we have in common. So, just thot I'd leave a comment to say Hi. Looking forward to seeing you contribute to Raising Homemakers. :)