~January~
Coming to an end very very soon, January 2011 has been a cold one here in Texas..........ok, maybe not "cold", but definitely the coolest part of winter so far. This is one of my most favorite times of year. All the grasses and trees look lost, forlorn, and the sunsets are unrivaled. Each day the whole sky burns a gorgeous orange and red.
I made white chili last night, a very tasty and hearty recipe given to me by my best friend Katrina. The girls devoured all of it. I like mine sprinkled with lime and served with sliced avocado. Soups have been on the menu more and more lately.
*Veggie beef in wine broth
*Chicken and dumplings
*Country roast
*Lima beans w/ham
I always get a bit sad when I have to put away my crock-pot once the weather warms.
"Bare branches of each treeon this chilly January mornlook so cold so forlorn.
Gray skies dip ever so lowleft from yesterday's dusting of snow.
Yet in the heart of each treewaiting for each who wait to seenew life as warm sun and breeze will blow,like magic, unlock springs sap to flow,buds, new leaves, then blooms will grow."
- Nelda Hartmann, January Morn
As I was searching for poetry about January, I stumbled upon this beautiful blog by Camilla.
Lately, my mind continues to drift to Northern Pennsylvania and my visit with Jarvis last year. Seeing as how I can't forget about him, guess I'll continue to write about it until my mind heals. More and more, I feel like Deani in "Splendor in the Grass".
So, my day looms before me, and the bit of poetry and blogging I've done encourages me to go out and enjoy the glorious sunshine and cool air.
Coming to an end very very soon, January 2011 has been a cold one here in Texas..........ok, maybe not "cold", but definitely the coolest part of winter so far. This is one of my most favorite times of year. All the grasses and trees look lost, forlorn, and the sunsets are unrivaled. Each day the whole sky burns a gorgeous orange and red.
I made white chili last night, a very tasty and hearty recipe given to me by my best friend Katrina. The girls devoured all of it. I like mine sprinkled with lime and served with sliced avocado. Soups have been on the menu more and more lately.
*Veggie beef in wine broth
*Chicken and dumplings
*Country roast
*Lima beans w/ham
I always get a bit sad when I have to put away my crock-pot once the weather warms.
"Bare branches of each treeon this chilly January mornlook so cold so forlorn.
Gray skies dip ever so lowleft from yesterday's dusting of snow.
Yet in the heart of each treewaiting for each who wait to seenew life as warm sun and breeze will blow,like magic, unlock springs sap to flow,buds, new leaves, then blooms will grow."
- Nelda Hartmann, January Morn
As I was searching for poetry about January, I stumbled upon this beautiful blog by Camilla.
Lately, my mind continues to drift to Northern Pennsylvania and my visit with Jarvis last year. Seeing as how I can't forget about him, guess I'll continue to write about it until my mind heals. More and more, I feel like Deani in "Splendor in the Grass".
So, my day looms before me, and the bit of poetry and blogging I've done encourages me to go out and enjoy the glorious sunshine and cool air.
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