cold and cold

Brrr...

    WOW. Thanksgiving Day the high temperature was (a very abnormal) 75 degrees; last night the low was 32.  It has turned cold.  Much later than last year, but, nevertheless, it has turned cold.  Not as cold as "they" predicted (prediction per weather.com was 24), but, cold.  I got up twice during the night - both times just in time to revive the woodstove.  Both times there was one little burning ember from which to catch fire to paper and twigs, then kindling, then logs.  This morning I moved the chairs in "the Cozy" closer to the stove; yep, it's now officially cold!

Meanwhile, I HAVE a cold.  Ugh; the kind with the sore throat and dry cough.  The kind where you have the energy and vision of a new-born kitten. Moshe is being very kind; made me coffee, brought me the heating pad for my feet while I'm sitting at the computer, is currently making breakfast and some soothing herbal tea...
     Despite working in the medical field for nearly three decades, I find myself wishing there was some magic pill to make me feel better... Well, I guess there is... it's called time.  This too shall pass.  So, I'll put on another layer of clothes, surround myself with Kleenex and the Vicks bottle. Keep the heating pad nearby.  Relax with a movie, read, or nap.  Maybe a dog  will cuddle up with me?  Time will pass and the cold will be gone.  Thank you, Lord. Amen.
             Shalom y'all - Twyla

Fall is Approaching

My watercolor, entitled "Mountain View"

          Yes, we are still doing our Fall Cleaning.  Almost done.  It feels so good.  Everything looks so nice;  I always find changing the decor invigorating,  Moshe said, "It's as if we have a new house, without moving!"  It really IS, too;  because we have changed all the rooms except the bathrooms. (I'd change them, too, if I had the time!)  We plan to do the last little touches tomorrow...  looking forward to re-establishing a routine of some sort...
     This month has been exceptionally warm for this area.  A couple days ago I was talking with a lady who has lived here for many years. She said she can't remember a Summer this hot, and certainly not a September this warm.  But, Fall is approaching.  Every day we see a few more red, yellow, and  brown leaves among the green of the trees.  Quite a few leaves are falling in the roads, too.  I like all the seasons, but Autumn is my favorite.  I'm not sure why.  Maybe it's because of the beautiful colors of the trees.  Maybe it's memories of bonfires and hayrides and roasting marshmallows and picking apples off the trees. Maybe it's just time for a change in temperature and a change of pace.  Spring and Summer are hectic for the farmer;  Fall and Winter provide us with more time for reading, playing board games,  and hobbies.  I'm ready... How 'bout you?
                                                                 Shalom Y'all,     Twyla