“When the bold branches Bid farewell to rainbow leaves – Welcome wool sweaters.”
Glorious comes to mind in describing today. It is warm and beautiful. Earlier, at 9, I had a library board meeting then came home and went to the deck and filled the bird feeders. I then stayed outside a while in the sunshine and watched Gracie in the yard. She is enjoying the day as much as I am.
Lately I have had the urge to bake and have been going through cookbooks. I always used to bake, more during the holidays of course, but I would also spend a Saturday in the kitchen making my favorite chocolate cake, the family’s whoopie pie recipe or some cookies I might have been waiting to try. I think I’m going to bake this week. I want the house to fill with all those wonderful aromas wafting from the oven. Maybe I’ll give pumpkin whoopie pies a try. I’ll let you know.
The older I get, the more the cold and heat bother me. I think I am becoming a spring and fall person, especially a fall person. My sister chuckled that in all my pictures from Ghana, my head was soaked from sweat. She was absolutely right. This time of year I never used to wear a sweatshirt around the house or socks on my feet, but now I wear them all the time. Oddly enough, though, I don’t wear a winter coat. My sweatshirt seems to suffice, and besides, I am seldom out long enough to feel the cold. It’s a run from the house to the car or the store to a car.
At night, in winter, the animals and a quilt keep me more than warm enough. I wear a t-shirt to bed and though the temperature is set at 62° I am never cold.
My heat is programmed so when I get up the house is warm, but I still put on my flannel pants, my sweatshirt and my socks and slippers., and now I’m beginning to think I might have to add mittens to my winter ensemble.
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November 8, 2011 at 12:16 pm
I do bake a lot during the autumn/winter and early spring season. Mostly bread but every now and again a pie 🙂 Cookies only if I feel to lazy to drive to the grocery store 🙂
I’m much like You when it comes to temperatures now days. But I want it to be warm when I go to bed but it doesn’t matter if it gets cold during the night. Orvar and Hector usually thinks it is too hot in the bed but Nova has become my faithful radiator during the night 🙂 🙂 I still haven’t turned on the radiators but they say it’ll be colder from now on.
Have a great day!
Christer.
November 8, 2011 at 5:54 pm
Christer,
I knew how much you bake. Maybe you’re the one giving me the baking bug!
My heat has been on as it gets too cold in here without it.
I get really warm when I am in bed which is why I keep the temperature done low at night. Gracie is usually right beside me on one side and Fern is on the other.
November 8, 2011 at 6:31 pm
You can bake down here in 80 degree weather all winter Kat. Drops to 70 at night. Want me to start a search for the perfect oceanfront home?
November 8, 2011 at 9:22 pm
Z&Me,
I got got tell you, I find 80° far too hot. 70° I like, but it just isn’t enough to move.
As if I could afford an oceanfront home!
November 8, 2011 at 7:29 pm
Hi Kat,
My mother, in her later years, slept with a knitted hat on her head because she said it kept her warmer
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I sleep with a warm dog and no hat. 🙂
November 8, 2011 at 9:20 pm
Hi Caryn,
My brother-in-law likes a hat at night around the house. His bald head gets cold. I gave him one from Morocco as a souvenir, and he loved it. He does not sleep with a dog!
November 10, 2011 at 2:26 am
Ah, yes, eventually the 3-dog night:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Three_Dog_Night
Cheers
November 10, 2011 at 5:15 pm
Minicapt,
That’s Christer!
November 9, 2011 at 5:17 am
I saw a christmas recipe the ohter day where the sides of the whoopie pies were rolled in crushed candy canes. Made me drool.
November 9, 2011 at 12:20 pm
Cuidado,
My sister always adds crushed candy cane and frosting to her Christmas whoopies. They look and taste fantastic.
November 9, 2011 at 7:29 am
Most of the snow is melted here, and the downed leaves from before the storm are showing up on the grass and driveway. Guess I have work to do. This season reminds me of living in Bolga, and sometimes riding to Navrongo, where the trees along the road lost their leaves in the dry season, just about now, but the temps were extremely hot–110 degrees inside the classroom at 8 a.m. It was a strange dichotomy for this New England native, used to leaves and cool temps together.
I’m going up to Kev’s in southern Maine on Saturday for some projects before the snow flies again.
November 9, 2011 at 12:15 pm
Bill,
I’m glad you’re snow has gone, but one thing connects to another, and now you’re stuck with the leaves. My yard had been perfectly clear until we got the wind when you got the snow. The entire lawn was covered in pine needled and another clean-up was necessary. I. however, just write a check.
Those trees on the Navrongo road were one of my favorite of all things. All of a sudden you’d find youself below this amazing grove of trees which sprung almost out of nowhere.
I always hated the end of the dry season when the humidity returned and made almost any movement a sweaty undertaking. At least this time of year, the nights got chilly and in a small way made up for the heat of the day.
In Ghana, this time of year, I always thought about the snow and the cold. Wishful thinking I suspect!