3º On A Sunday Morning

6:52

7:12

7:21

7:13

When I walked out on the front porch to take a photo of the sunrise, I was hit by the cold and knew the temperature was in single digits, the coldest morning so far this winter.  It's a bright, shiny morning, with a cloudless azure sky, a blinding sun.  It's been a while since we have seen it.

Red-Bellied Woodpecker

Fishing Alone

We were looking forward to Saturday for a couple of reasons.  It was a Saturday, after all, the weekend but more than that, we were having our weekly dinner at our friends', Linda, and Ron's house.  That meant no worry for Evie about what to have for dinner, knowing, too, we were having a restaurant-quality dinner Saturday evening.  So we had a whole Saturday morning and afternoon to waste if we wanted.  And we wanted to because neither of us had the gumption to snowshoe or ski.  Our better souls, however, or guilt took over and we made ourselves gather the trash, drop it off a the Transfer Station, and drove to Long Point to snowshoe.  We were not very happy as we started, the wind bitter in our faces but by the time we got in the woods, our peek had disappeared and we were happy to be in the woods even if we ran into a crowd of six skiers at a crossroads.  We helped them find their way back to the parking lot and went on our way.  We were out for an hour, covered a couple of miles, and were home by 1:00.

Lunch was vegetable beef soup and the rest of my sub from Thursday.  I watched my show, finally finished my book, Leave The World Behind,  a novel of a modern apocalypse, set on a Long Island vacation home. We both wasted much of the rest of the afternoon until 4:30 when Evie gave me my monthly shearing, trimming my hair and beard.  I needed it as I was getting wooly.  

Dinner With Friends

We both showered, got cleaned up whatever that means, and were on our way to dinner by 6:00.  We like the routine of trading making dinner every week.  Next week, it's Evie's turn.  Linda had Tom Collins ready to serve, looking forward to the coming of summer, sitting on the Lenhart Porch.  We sat in their cozy living room, cat on our laps, and enjoyed a garlic and bread crumb shrimp appetizer. By the time we had finished it, we were practically full.  Dinner was a tasty salmon wellington, the salmon nice and moist engulfed in a great pastry crust. A salad, and wild rice were the sides to finish off our dinner. We waddled into the living room for dessert, a Brulee with cookies, and a glass of ice wine. It's easy to see why we look forward to dinner at Linda's once a fortnight. We stayed until after 10:00, driving home on empty roads.  It was a good day.