Daybook 1/27/13

FOR TODAY

Outside my window... The temps have warmed up.  We are under yet another winter weather advisory.  More snow on the way and icy conditions for the road.

I am thinking... About spring time. I was out at the happy place and saw the garden.  It's so easy to picture that area all green and growing.

I am thankful... the cabinet handles the DH installed a couple weeks ago.  It's amazing how something so simple can make me so happy.

In the kitchen... Not too much going on in the kitchen today. I made some bread and that's about it.

I am wearing... Warm clothes.

I am creating... A feeling of serenity.  It's working.

I am going... Today we went out to the happy place and took a look around.  I think there is a bit more snow out there than at the homestead.  Lots of critter tracks.

I am wondering... What kind of cupcakes to make so my son can bring something special to school for his birthday this week. Chocolate or Yellow cake?

I am reading... I finished reading Crops and Robbers. I kind of figured out the "whodonit" right away.  Today I started reading "The Lightkeeper's Legacy." This is a third book in a mystery series.  I really enjoyed the first two books.  The fact that it's based in Wisconsin is kind of icing on the cake. 

I am hoping... That my hubby gets well soon. 

I am looking forward to... warmer temps

I am learning ... how to make homemade root beer.

Around the house... MASH is on tv, my son is entertaining himself and hubby is doing research on his laptop.

I am pondering... Not much pondering today.

A favorite quote for today...

 I first learned of this poem while reading the Matched series.

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

 Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. 

Courtesy of www.Poets.org

One of my favorite things...  Having frozen zucchini in the freezer.  I love having a taste of summer in the middle of winter.

On and off the needles …Still working on those squares.  I'm now up to 9, I think.  I'm daydreaming about making a sweater though.

Things that bring me joy this week ... Hearing my son say the word, "Scrumptous" in reference to my carrot cake; snuggling up to my hubby; a very beautiful sunset on Wednesday.  The sun was setting and it made it look as if the sky was on fire where the sun was.

A few plans for the rest of the week: The usual.  Early in the week I will be picking up an order of ground beef from the local grocery store. We learned that it doesn't hurt to ask if they will give a discount if you buy in bulk.

A peek into my day...

Here is the sunset from Wednesday.  It's an iPod photo. 

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