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The windows are fogging as lasagna noodles boil. Having never installed a kitchen exhaust fan, we wallow in everything I cook. Not so bad though until it comes to cleaning, ha! But enough about cleaning. The aroma of a huge pot of sauce simmering brings anticipation of supper that is to be later tonight. I'm making a double batch and taking the second to a recent widower. His wife's death was sudden and unexpected and I will miss her. It's morning and the sun is rising, shining on me as I wash dishes and bringing promise to another day. It feels wonderful. My thoughts at the moment are being grateful for Italian cuisine and the ability to savor every bite :-)

The husband and I moved some furniture in the kitchen and soon discovered where all the mixed nuts from Christmas got off to. Clara Belle the cat plays hockey with anything and everything. This was apparently where Wendy was the goalie and she never said a thing!

After dinner desert is Oatmeal Scotchies, which are baking in the oven and the coffee is perking. Ahh, the smells of a country kitchen!

Woke up this chilly morning to a sunny and beautiful view outside, but that is just a big spring fake out because it is still only a whopping 19〫.
I guess at least the mud is frozen. Time to bundle up and head out to feed critters. I’m not ready to do spring garden work, spring yard clean up and all that other spring kind of "to-do" stuff in a snow suit, so that will be put off another week. I did have a sign that said “Let It Snow”, hanging on the picket fence yet, so I put that away in the shed with the lettering hidden toward the wall. And I put the snow shovel in a back corner of the garage. Hope you're watching Mother Nature.

Later I need to clean house and tidy things up. For just being two humans, a dog and two cats, we are sure messy. My big ol’ fat belly thinks it needs to eat. Who am I to argue? Perhaps I'll do that first.

Received a lovely letter from one of my dear Amish friends and I had to share how her letter started :-)

Greetings of Love and Cheer!
Another morning dawns anew. God's gift to me, God's gift to you~ That we might live another day, to love and thank Him when we pray!

Ol' Man Winter is refusing to let go and we woke up to temps in the teens making it a chilly morning to chore. The critters are spunky and frisky, so spring must be close! The husband is working a rare Saturday and I am cleaning the house and contemplating what supper will be. Something warm and toasty for this crispy cool day. I haven't begun to clean up the flower beds as yet. Perhaps the birds can still use the leftover seed heads for snacks.