Now, where did I leave that?

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

My Cup Runneth Over

It's the first day of February, Imbolc, the day before Groundhog Day. The back porch has a foot of unmelted snow, the top few inches of which have fallen since 3:00 am.  Dire forecasts tell us that a larger storm is hurtling towards us; before all is said and done, we may see another foot piled on top.  Poor Yeti has forgotten what it's like not to be knee-deep in snow, and the older tribe of cats--Dottie, Mots & Susie--haven't set foot outside in weeks.
Today is a snow day from work, and it looks like tomorrow will be as well.  The pellet stove is toasting the livingroom; the oven is baking a snow day casserole; Linda is mere feet away, busy with work and sundry projects; Elf is dozing in her cube while Yeti wanders between warm fire and less warm but more occupied office.  The newly refilled bird feeders are hosting two pairs of cardinals, blue jays, chickadees, assorted woodpeckers, juncos, titmice, doves, nuthatches and a wayward starling. A beeswax votive is flickering on the altar in honor of Brighid, whose feast began at sundown last night. And I am faced with an embarrassment of riches, too many choices of how to spend this gift of a day. I can wallow in the book I'm engrossed in--Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver& family, which I discovered when researching for the new blog launching shortly (Hudson Valley Roots); I usually fall asleep when trying to read in bed, so the chance to taste and linger over the words while fully awake is a luxury.  There are clouds of wool and yarn whispering for me to come play with them...Linda's old-fashioned crocheted throw needs to be completed; jingle bell balls want to be felted; the book on knitting socks is luring me, promising to be gentle for my first time; the spinning wheel, whose pieces were so exquisitely stained by Linda, now needs to be lacquered so it can be assembled and put to work.  And there's the new blog, which is taking shape in my head but only slowly being birthed in cyber-reality. As Linda says...decisions, decisions....

1 comment:

the wild magnolia said...

Happy Imbolc!

The snow day(w)is your day to choose what to enjoy, and you have many choices indeed.

Looking forward to the new blog.

Wishing you good things!