Quite a week of change in the weather and scenery. Early on there was sunshine. Lakes freighters unloaded road salt and took on grain. The town market was under protocol but getting active again. That odd ship that is pushed by a tugboat made a stately departure.
Up the hill, she fed the guy with a roll of cookies while he fed the critters with sartorial splendor.
Then BAM! the first heavy snow dump of the season hit overnight. Winter wonderland through the windows, on the roof, and coating the drab trees. The Shovel Brigade was out in full force but in frosty clean air.
Down at the road the barn and the propane tank needed clearing. The sun is brilliant but all its warmth is heading south (we're not!). Days are short but shadows are long.
The ongoing Treasure Hunt of family heirlooms focused on cloth this week. Piles of hankies, table runners, cushion covers, and other bits of textile were archived and curated lovingly. Breath-taking and heart-warming pieces from kids to homemakers, and even men's formal suit pocket puffs. So far there are 272 pieces of which 201 are hankies. (But another boxfull was discovered in the pile in the basement!)
Out the side window it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Cardinals and woodpeckers look like tree ornaments. And isn't that Rudolph going north for the Big Gig?
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