Wednesday, January 29, 2020

The end of January

Three apple pies in the oven

and I have a wonderful feeling of accomplishment, ----

and total exhaustion

that demands I sit in the easy chair

with the back heater at full blast

and a cup of coffee by my side!!!

If I were a little bit younger

I am sure I would have put those pies in the oven

with a great flourish

and probably gone down the hall

to wind a warp, or do something else,

equally as creative.

However, Callie thought it was a good idea

to cosy up in the easy chair...

she bears her age well, but I have to remember

that her fifteen years probably equals my ninety-five

and we both find great comfort in a bit of rest!!!

We will give the oven twenty minutes

to accomplish its magic 

and then go and readjust the pie positions.....

by that time we should be re-charged!!!!!

I am listening to Hauser and his cellist friend

as they play pieces from "Two Cellos"

and it doesn't seem to matter that the sun

is not shining this morning,

and that the forsythia

is not yet in bloom....

The Benedictus will rest in my head

for the rest of the day..........

and on into February, which will be so welcome

when it does arrive...

It seems to me I have made this observation before!

Am I becoming obsessed????


The Weaver of Grass said...

Hildred I absolutely must plant a Forsythia in my garden -

Ruth said...

You can have forsythias blooming! Just bring in a bouquet of branches, put them in water, and in a week or so you'll have beautiful yellow flowers, even if it's snowing out there. I just had my first bouquet and need to bring in some more. I hope you'll have a visitor who would bring some in for you, unless your bush is really close to the house.

Enjoy the pies!

Barb said...

I remember how you used to force forsythia in the bathtub! Three pies, Hildred, make you very deserving of a rest. I think maybe I'll have a cup of coffee in my big chair now, and wish I had a piece of your pie.

Hildred said...

Since I moved to town I don't have forsythia in the garden any more. I have a couple of options though,- the Village Office has a bush growing outside their front door and if I was more mobile I could go in the night and snip off a branch or two, - (or I could ask permission!) A son and daughter in law live in our 'house on the hill' where the forsythia bush resides, and failing the Village option
I could trade them an apple pie for a vase of forsythia sticks!!!!

Hill Top Post said...

There could be worse obsessions for sure! :~) How nice to be able to carry the music in your head for the day! I laugh to think of your going out in the dark of night to take a forsythia branch...might just want to trade the pie! As always, this is a great post!