Wednesday, January 11, 2012
in the winter, our home is a happy little cave. i love it's rooms and it's walls and all the little spots that hide my myriad of treasures. the animals find cozy little spots to curl up together. (although edgar just got me out of bed to move stella.....she had him pinned on the sofa and he felt he couldn't move). if the cats are outdoors at night, they climb on the roof and find our bedroom window so we'll let them in and out of the cold. there are always piles of books. the kitchen with it's bare stone walls is a little colder than the rest of the house. but i love it...it's not too cold. and when i'm cooking or even just making tea, the windows steam delightfully. i'm drawn to the fireplaces like i am to the warm spot tom leaves in the bed when he rolls over. tonight we sat together by the fire. we watched tv and were thankful that although our refrigerator broke this morning and our milk was rotten, it cost less than $100 to fix it. and it was cool again in a matter of hours. it was a good day full of stories and projects in the studio. and a gentle evening of gratefulness at home.