Hoarding inner warmth
It WAS lovely, warm and sunny where we were, just two days ago...it's hard to keep a grasp on that lift of the heart I felt as I wandered down the washes among the rocks, or scrambled atop the boulders. Hard because it's sluicing ice water back up here in the Pacific Northwest, and I feel I'm frantically trying to jack up my energy level with no environmental inspiration. Maybe baking bread will help.
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Put on another pot of coffee and fire up some of them vegan chocolate doughnuts. That should do it Isa. I don't envy your sluicing rain/ice combo. Sunny here. Shorts on and I had a nice run this Am. Don't mean to rub it in, but simply suggest those days are round the bend for you.
The more you type about the weather the more I think your idea of a wetsuit for you mom and her walks sounds like a good idea, no?
PS. I'm blog rolling you Isa. I'm tired of forgetting to click on your location for my dose of sanity.
I am your sanity provider? I am flattered!
Baking bread is ALWAYS a comfort on a cold, gray day. The warm kitchen, the wonderful smells! Buying bread - like I do - isn't nearly so comforting...
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