A Bright White Saturday Morning

7:10

Evie Phoning It In

It's now 7:10 and I have been up for an hour.  At the moment, a couple of fishermen are pulling orange sleds out to the middle of the lake, where a blue tent is already set up, ready for the day.  It's moderate outside, at least in terms of the past three or four weeks, a toasty 19º, cloudy but a fluorescent glow to the lake this early.  No snow forecast for the day, just cloudy and highs in the teens, a good day for the ice festival in Mayville.

Cardinal

Cardinal Hanging In The Rhododendrons

Yesterday I was up early, so I went to yoga at 8:15, an ungodly hour I think, but people who work obviously like it, to begin their day with yoga.  Four of us, same as last week, but a good class. I arrived home around 10:30, and Evie was already starting on her second soup.  The first, one of our favorites, from Madhur Jaffrey, an Indian flavored cauliflower soup, the second, an Italian sausage and tomato soup, from our daughter in law Mary's mom, Rose Accurso.  We are getting ready for the arrival of our daughter Beth and her daughter Marisa, who will spend the week with us.  Because of the weather, they have put off their journey west, to the lake, until Sunday, a good idea but Marisa is not happy about it, wanting to get here as soon as possible.  The guys are flying off to Fernie, in Calgary to ski, the girls chose to enjoy the lake with us.  We are happy!

Black Capped Chickadee

Keeping Warm

Around 1:30, I drove into Jamestown, to pick up my new ski boots and skis, with the newer bindings.   I then went to Sam's, to pick up more food for our week, so we are ready for the Albarrans.  When I got home, we both wanted to get out on the lake, to try our new skis, enjoy some outdoor activity. Once we got out on the lake, it was better than usual.  However, Evie got a phone call, so she stopped to talk for a few minutes.  Then she had to adjust a slipping sock in her boot and could not get her ski back on, as the water on the track had frozen.  After cleaning off the ice, a couple of times, she was able to start up again but we had lost our mojo by then, so we just headed in, ready to relax.  Evie was already whipped from cooking much of the morning, so the idea of just relaxing, in our living room, with a glass of wine, seemed luxurious.  I had bought a rotisserie chicken at Sam's so Evie did not have to worry about dinner, so we could just enjoy dusk, then the snowmobiles lights, racing towards us in the darkness.

We ate around 7:30. a salad, chicken, and quinoa, with yogurt a la Turk, and watched a highly recommended documentary called Mitt.  It follows Mitt Romney and him family, from 2008 when he first became a candidate for President, up to November, 2012, when he lost to Obama.  He comes off as decent guy, smart if a little square, but a good man, in a political world where being a good guy is not an asset.  We see him mostly with his family, as they are close knit, his sons being his primary advisers and he seems to always be surrounded by sons, daughters in law, and grandchildren. One gets the impression that Mitt was unable to shake the image of a flip flopper that was created back in 2008 by John Mc Cain in the primaries.  And of course his 47% comment sealed his demise.  And he never could connect with the masses, lacking the charisma, the touch that show people you care.  But care he did, obvious from watching him with his family, his life informed by his religion, but it mattered not...the American people did not buy it.  In? some ways I wish he would have won; at least the Democrats  would not have demonized him like Obama (at least I don't think they would), refusing to work with him, labeling him with lies, that he's a Socialist, a Muslim, even Satan, so disgusting.  If Mitt had been elected, something might have gotten done.