A Page from My Day Book

Outside my window… The world is gray and promising more rain

I am thinking…of tomorrows food and laughter

I am thankful for…every piece big and small of my life

From the kitchen…the oven is on

I am wearing… a fluffy white robe

I am creating…my great grandmas Corn bread stuffing

I am going…to cook deliciousness

I am reading…the all consuming, blanket over the head and flashlight in hand Chronicles of Narnia

I am hoping…to dig up all the good recipes

I am hearing…rain on the tin roof

Around the house…candles are lit

One of my favorite things…The way yellow light shines on the ivory pages of great novels..when the room is dark and silent and only the sound is the snoring of hounds.

A few plans for the rest of the week…priming and painting

The thought I am sharing…count your blessing and place them high on a shelf you can constantly see

"Living Honest"

We have all lost virtue
It has slipped away
Like the fall harvest
It has been left
And shriveled on the vine
Soon there will be no trace of it
For it was not preserved in
Diamond cut mason jars
Virtue has rotted
Forgotten in the field
It will be turned under
With the roots
And dug up with 
The potatoes
Scrubbed  and sliced
And mulled over in
Winter stew


This post is inspired by  simple womans daybook