Snow Day

We don't often get snow in these parts, and it may not be around for long, so I thought I'd share a few views from the day.  We got somewhere between 1 1/2 to 2 inches of snow overnight.

The pups had a great time.

The chickens weren't so sure.

creek bed

Though it was great fun to take a walk in the snow with the pups, I'm thankful for a warm home, hot cocoa, and blooming pretties to cheer me.

J's handiwork

There are Signs

Though the forecast is for snow later today, there are signs of spring around the homestead.  Crocus and daffodils have begun poking up.  Hellabores are making flower buds.

Garlic has been putting on a lot of growth.  It was planted in what was the old chicken yard, so there ought to be some good nutrition there.  The hog wire tunnel is to prevent exuberant pups from trampling it in the midst of their playing.  The first seeds have been ordered.  I've caught up with my ironing.  Mending was caught up a couple of weeks ago, but it seems there are new things popping up to mend regularly on the homestead, so there are again 3 or 4 things waiting for me.  I did manage a little bit of sewing, making a couple of lavender sachets from a pretty toile fabric, and resizing 3 cotton nightgowns that were too large for me.  Today my main goal is to wrap 70 bars of soap for a local B&B.  What's on your plate today?

Wordless Wednesday: Pink Light

Cold Temps and Treasures

The unusually cold temperatures have given me an excuse to bake.  Yesterday, it was a double batch of granola, and sweet potatoes.  There's a loaf of Fig Bread in the oven this morning.  I've got to be away from home this afternoon, so I'm dusting off my long-neglected crock pot, to be sure we'll have a warm meal tonight.  The recipe is one for Corn and Potato Chowder.  If it's a keeper, I'll share it.

Some friends bought an old building filled with antiques, and have asked for assistance in helping them find new homes for these treasures.  I'm having fun learning and researching. That photo above is a traveler's suit brush made in France.  The gent whose name is stamped and written on the ostrich leather case had a garage, and likely a car dealership in Doylestown, according to a Motor World Wholesale publication of 1912.

I have been inspired to declutter this week, and have so far tackled all the bookshelves in the house, along with a large pile of magazines.  I am delighted to be making good progress, and am hoping for the inspiration to remain to do a great deal more.