When last I wrote I spoke of the warm weather and the wonderful signs of the coming spring. Many of you spoke of the long cold visits from old man winter which you have experienced thus far. A few of you even told me to be careful what I say as winter is not over yet and he could still come knocking on my doorstep eager to come and stay a while.
Well I think that may be the case. Although we are still enjoying the 70 degree weather today, tomorrow we start to fall. By the beginning of the week we should be well in the deep freeze and if it continues as it looks it will, a nice coating of ice and/or sleet will be what we have.
I am of course preparing for the weather they say we may get and hope that all my preparation is in vain. Where I would love to have a gentle snow fall with a nice cup of rich hot chocolate at hand, the idea of an ice storm does not interest me in any way. We have managed ourselves through some the last few years and it always does such damage to the willows and other trees as well.
I will admit though that I marvel at the strength that the willow has shown me. She bends so deep with the weight of such a burden that the ice gives. Yet as the ice melts she once again lifts herself towards the sky. She knows that in order to survive one has to learn to be flexible and not rigid. A good lesson for all of us I think.
My birds have been overly active as well; another sign that we are more than likely in store for a good cold spell. I trust their predictions of what is to come far more than I do the weather man's assumptions. I know that they watch the sky in all their scientific manner. Yet nothing can compare with the keen sense that a small creature has. They are so more attentive and aware of the subtle changes long before they even occur. A wonderful mystery of mother earth that I truly love to witness.
So it looks like I may be having more company next week as old man winter comes to sit a spell with me. I already have a small bunch of bananas sitting on my cabinet ripening. A nice loaf of fresh banana bread sounds good with a hot cup of English breakfast tea. My son gave me a William Sonoma gift card for Christmas and I finally decided what I would purchase with it.
A wonderful little cast iron crock just the right size for Vincent and I and a Tunisian Tagine. I am eager to try both of them out. A nice pot of stew for the crock and some braised short ribs for the other. Cold weather always makes me want to bake bread too. Maybe I will finally try that recipe for rosemary bread I have...
So although they say it is going to possibly be nasty I am looking forward to it. My only wish is that I could have the lot of you over for a cup of tea and some of that fresh banana bread. Needless to say Vincent does not care for it much and I do not need to eat it all alone. I guess my son will once again get some of his momma's leftovers...
Wishing all of you a wonderful weekend with blessings and joy.