Footsteps

Mr. H asked me what I did today.

I recounted my day simply.

I spent a few hours at the hair salon

and an equal amount of time 

driving in a snow storm.

I felt frustrated...

I wanted to do so much more.

As I was looking over my photos tonight, 

I retraced my footsteps and

 remembered a few other things...

I had a glance at the beautiful Christmas

displays at a local flower shop

and had a wander around our backyard to see

what the evening snow brought us.

I noticed Mr. H's footsteps in the snow 

from his morning walk to the train station,

spied the holly that I will be cutting 

when the snow melts  

and made a note to empty my pots.

I passed this yummy bakery on the way to the hair salon...

and while waiting for my daughter at the end of the day

I had a wander around her school..

I always admire this window and it's many window panes.

This little garden reminds me of Alice in Wonderland.

Perfect shapes...

When I returned home, daughter #1,

Miss Christine, was putting the finishing touches

on her first Beef Bourguignon...Julia style.

I always take it as a good sign when a recipe 

is well marked. It was delicious.

and lastly, tonight,

I managed to put up the Christmas lights

on our two trees. One in the living room 

 and the other in the family room.

Yes...I ended up with two.

A Nordmann Fir (R) 

and old faithful, our artificial tree (L).

Tomorrow, 

we add the decorations.

When all was done, 

I treated myself.

I decided to write to you 

and then have a little of this..

Yum Yum!

PS... 

I am still plugging away

at cashmerejeans...

and having fun.

If you followed

Jackie Kennedy Onassis

in her later years,

you may enjoy this post.

here

images~me

First Snow, Friendly Faces and Jimmy Stewart

There is nothing like the first snow of the season, 

especially with children about.

It was mesmerising this morning.

Tika and I took a walk in the wee hours of the morning 

where peace and quiet reigned supreme.

That was until we were met by this find feathered flock.

They came to greet us, one and all.

We were not expecting the fanfare 

but it was delightful all the same.

I was smitten by this little fellow.

He had a curious way about him.

He was very friendly.

and graced me with the gentlest manner.

It was a lovely way to start the day :)

PS..

Before I started the day, 

I came across this clip on my Facebook page.

My friend, Laurie, posted it and I thought it was lovely.

It is a poem written and read by Jimmy Stewart in 1981

on the Johnny Carson show in America. 

It is about his dog Beau and it made me 

cherish mine even more.

Very sweet.

Tissue please...

Images~ me

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