Muskrat of Celeste part II
Dec. 30th, 2019 10:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoJust before dawn, the wind awoke and set to work on its rough housekeeping, shaking the rain from the trees to prepare them for coming snow, and spreading a fresh canopy of clouds across the sky. (Having written that without typos, I suddenly thought, what if it was a fresh canape of clouds? What would that look like? A plank of nimbostratus, sprinkled with cirrocumulus, and topped with a thick slice of cumulonimbus spiced with lightning! Silly . . .) There was a brief spate or two of sleet, but the snow has only just begun. It's supposed to go on tonight and tomorrow morning, to the tune of 4 to 7 inches. Maybe. Anyway, driving will be slick and unpleasant, so we plan to avoid it and den up here to see the old year out in comfort.
It was a quiet day, a recovery day for travelers. Tron took the Lumberjack out to the gym so he could swim, and when she came back, both she and the Sparrowhawk accompanied me to the grocery store to lay in our supplies. I'm not quite sure why both of them decided to come, but they claimed they wanted to. I have to admit, it goes quickly when three people take up the mission to get everything on the list. All four of us spent the afternoon distributed around the living room with blankets, sofa pillows, books, keyboards, and occasional cups of tea or snacks. I started reading The Brendan Voyage, a book I bought used some time ago and never read. Some men decide to cross the Atlantic in the type of oxhide boat they think Brendan the Navigator might have used--a remarkably crazy venture that seemed much more fun to read about than to do. There was a general consensus that we needed salad for supper. I made it happen, preparing a large bowl of salad with side dishes of roasted beets, goat cheese, tomatoes, toasted walnuts, cucumbers, peppers, and chicken to be added ad lib. Tron and the Sparrowhawk also went for the soup option, and the Lumberjack added some kind of grilled vegetarian cutlets on a bun. After that, we watched three episodes of season three of The Expanse. I was quite enthralled. I guess I'll have to cave and start watching the whole thing from the beginning.
It was a quiet day, a recovery day for travelers. Tron took the Lumberjack out to the gym so he could swim, and when she came back, both she and the Sparrowhawk accompanied me to the grocery store to lay in our supplies. I'm not quite sure why both of them decided to come, but they claimed they wanted to. I have to admit, it goes quickly when three people take up the mission to get everything on the list. All four of us spent the afternoon distributed around the living room with blankets, sofa pillows, books, keyboards, and occasional cups of tea or snacks. I started reading The Brendan Voyage, a book I bought used some time ago and never read. Some men decide to cross the Atlantic in the type of oxhide boat they think Brendan the Navigator might have used--a remarkably crazy venture that seemed much more fun to read about than to do. There was a general consensus that we needed salad for supper. I made it happen, preparing a large bowl of salad with side dishes of roasted beets, goat cheese, tomatoes, toasted walnuts, cucumbers, peppers, and chicken to be added ad lib. Tron and the Sparrowhawk also went for the soup option, and the Lumberjack added some kind of grilled vegetarian cutlets on a bun. After that, we watched three episodes of season three of The Expanse. I was quite enthralled. I guess I'll have to cave and start watching the whole thing from the beginning.
