Winter Things


A few of our Girls coming to greet me.

The vegetable garden in Winter, dreaming of Spring.

A toasty fire. I can see its very dusty!  Really its just the ash.


Love this...

Let there be a cottage.... a real cottage... a white cottage, embowered with flowering shrubs, so chosen as to unfold a succession of flowers upon the walls, and clustering round the windows through all the months of spring, summer, and autumn—beginning, in fact, with May roses, and ending with jasmine. Let it, however, not be spring, nor summer, nor autumn—but winter, in his sternest shape. This is a most important point in the science of happiness. And I am surprised to see people overlook it, and think it matter of congratulation that winter is going; or, if coming, is not likely to be a severe one. On the contrary, I put up a petition annually, for as much snow, hail, frost, or storm, of one kind or other, as the skies can possibly afford us. Surely every body is aware of the divine pleasures which attend a winter fire-side: candles at four o’clock, warm hearth-rugs, tea, a fair tea-maker, shutters closed, curtains flowing in ample draperies on the floor, whilst the wind and rain are raging audibly without...
~Thomas De Quincey



Comments

  1. Winter is a time to be still...but not for the chickens :0) mari

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  2. Lovely!! I want a little heater like that for the caboose. They make electric ones. Really been thinking about it!
    xo
    Lynn

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