Wednesday, November 17, 2010

A Simple Woman's Daybook




Outside my window... high clouds and wind after a heavy rain in the wee hours of the morning wind.
I am thinking... that Christmas is coming quickly and there are a lot of things I'd like to make but may have to adjust my expectations
I am thankful for... a warm, dry home filled with love
From the kitchen... my mother's cabbage rolls
I am creating... an essay
I am going... to take a walk this afternoon whatever the weather
I am reading... Tintin en Amérique and The Scorched Wood People
I am hoping... always
I am hearing... wet slooshes from the dishwasher, crisp clacks of the keyboard, the soft purr of my electric heater
Around the house... progress is being made. More painting this weekend, and the golf course green carpet will be lifted in stages to let hardwood take its place. Yesterday we had the furnace man, the insulation man and the ceiling repair man all here at the same time. It was wild. 

Thanks to Peggy for this idea of a glimpse of life.

6 comments:

  1. That was lovely to read Lorrie. You certainly had a houseful of men!

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  2. I was just thinking about the Simple Woman's Daybook the other day....

    I haven't joined for ages, and here you have!

    Lovely, homey post for a wintry kind of day!

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  3. This is an interesting meme.
    I will take a closer look.

    I miss your link!

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  4. I had forgotten about the Daybook. A wonderful idea to catch that glimpes.
    Thanks for the reminder!

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  5. I am identifying...with you...in a few aspects. What's outside my window is much like what's outside of yours. I too am thinking all of my Christmas plans may not materialize. And I am most thankful for a warm & cozy home...with love in it!

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  6. Has been busy at your place, everything will look wonderful when changed. Good luck and take care.

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