GrayBirch of Sleet
Jan. 14th, 2025 09:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoHaving a better day, as it started with bacon. Actually, it started when I pushed the door open to survey the frozen wastes, and the uncertain sky with its slatey background dappled with dove grey and smudges of lemony light, and greeted by the sweet two-note call of a chickadee, halfway between plaintive or hopeful. I hope the chickadee is flourishing and finding food and water. Then came the bacon, whose scent still lingers around the house. The Sparrowhawk made it for us, combined with some very fresh eggs with pale blue shells. He fried them sunny side up to showcase their glowing orange yolks--brighter than the sun has been around here lately! It was fun to have a real breakfast again.
We had an early Zoom with Deb and the Prussian. When it ended, I was still fueled up to shovel the driveway again. I feel I did a somewhat slapdash job. It was 18 degrees, feeling like -2 (!) and I was in a hurry because my nose was going numb rapidly. Then we had tea, music, and scribbling in the notebook time. In the middle of that, the Sparrowhawk professed himself really, really tired and had to take a nap. We ended up ordering pizza for dinner and having them deliver it! Ultimate luxury . . . it just seemed too cold for a tired man to go out in his frozen rental car that doesn't even have heated seats. I mean, I ask you. Strawberry Star picked me up for the women's group. Everyone related being tired, and many of us had been or still were coughing. Calaveras had to leave early, because a new grandchild was arriving early, and she needed to pick up the other children and take them to stay with their auntie. I was glad we didn't go late, because I was tired myself and having trouble staying awake. I think cold weather makes people sleepy!
I was thrilled, as I walked out to the car, to see that the clouds had cleared, and the full moon was visible, as well as the arc of the ecliptic, a crown set with jewels in the form of Venus, Jupiter, and a red-golden Mars. With the full moon, we pass out of magical Celeste and into prosaic Sleet. It comes with a shiver, but every frozen day is paradoxically moving closer to spring.
We had an early Zoom with Deb and the Prussian. When it ended, I was still fueled up to shovel the driveway again. I feel I did a somewhat slapdash job. It was 18 degrees, feeling like -2 (!) and I was in a hurry because my nose was going numb rapidly. Then we had tea, music, and scribbling in the notebook time. In the middle of that, the Sparrowhawk professed himself really, really tired and had to take a nap. We ended up ordering pizza for dinner and having them deliver it! Ultimate luxury . . . it just seemed too cold for a tired man to go out in his frozen rental car that doesn't even have heated seats. I mean, I ask you. Strawberry Star picked me up for the women's group. Everyone related being tired, and many of us had been or still were coughing. Calaveras had to leave early, because a new grandchild was arriving early, and she needed to pick up the other children and take them to stay with their auntie. I was glad we didn't go late, because I was tired myself and having trouble staying awake. I think cold weather makes people sleepy!
I was thrilled, as I walked out to the car, to see that the clouds had cleared, and the full moon was visible, as well as the arc of the ecliptic, a crown set with jewels in the form of Venus, Jupiter, and a red-golden Mars. With the full moon, we pass out of magical Celeste and into prosaic Sleet. It comes with a shiver, but every frozen day is paradoxically moving closer to spring.
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Date: 2025-01-15 02:58 pm (UTC)