I'm not sure what the trigger was this morning, but suddenly I remembered that eighteen years ago this weekend Cliff and I spent that weekend with a realtor driving up and down mountain roads looking at homes.  I stepped onto my porch to toss the last of my morning ginger/turmeric tea over the rail, and to feel how cold it was, when that weekend became a memory.  Those two days were dreary, cold, and windy.  This morning on the porch was dreary, bitter cold, and windy.  The instant I stepped out and felt the wind hit my face, that weekend flashed back.  All Saturday and Sunday Steve must have shown us at thirty houses.  We turned down some without even getting out of his truck to tour because of location.  Others were too remote.  I wanted a walkout basement for a sewing/craft room and a place for Cliff to set up his HAM equipment.  He immediately turned down three story homes and large cabins.  My heart was disappointed but Cliff had common sense and I didn't see myself getting older.  Late afternoon that Sunday when Cliff saw this cabin, even before doing a walk-through, he agreed to consider this home.  Right there upon the walk-through he agreed to buy this one.  It was sensible for our future.  It was only three years old, (a seasonal rental), manageable size, a short drive to town, and we both felt the peace and calm of woods and nature.

 Last night I was in bed by 9:20 and asleep just minutes later.  Today was cold, dreary all morning, and very windy.  Temp is 46 now as I type about 4 pm and still gusting to 15 mph.  I was so cold this morning I decided not to leave the house.  Just stepping out to fill a seed feeder and change a suet, the dry cold hurt my shoulder and elbow joints.  To cheer myself up and look forward to spring weather I removed my winter-color bed sheets and put on my spring ones and keep the electric blanket for a few more weeks.  Winter sheets are a deep burgundy color.


 Thoughts of spring begin now.  In a few weeks the lined winter drapes come down and my spring/summer light weight ones go up and lighten the rooms.  Clocks change this weekend.  

 

 

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