My jubilant thoughts of spring have had to be modified just a bit. Yesterday it snowed. The flakes started as tiny aren’t they cute (facetiously said) then became thick wet flakes which left the grass with a white covering which quickly disappeared. It was cold. Today the sky has a glimmer of blue, and the sun is fighting its way out of the clouds. The paper says the 40’s for today and much the same the rest of the week.

My car is getting a new tire so I am housebound. It seems we both, the tire and I, picked up some screws. I got a chuckle out of that.

The house is just so quiet. The animals are having their morning naps, no cars have driven down the street and the wind of the last few days has finally stopped.

My sister went grocery shopping for me before she left. I had her buy Rice Krispies which I haven’t bought in years. All of a sudden I had a craving for cereal and snap, crackle and pop is my favorite. I also had her buy whole milk. The watery stuff just wouldn’t do. I remember the top of the milk under the cardboard tab always had a layer of cream when I was a kid. Licking the tab was almost as tasty as licking the beaters after my mother had made a cake and then whipped the frosting. Her mixer was one of those Sunbeam stand alone ones, and she kept it on the counter. When we cleaned out her house, we found it in the cellar cabinets. It hadn’t worked in years, but she didn’t part with it.

My father had bought it with some bonus points from work, and I remember the first time my mother used it. We all leaned on the counter over the bowl and watched as the beaters turned and mixed the ingredients. Even to my mother it seemed like a miracle. When the batter was ready for the cake pan, she emptied the bowl and gave us the beaters. Our tongues got the outside then reached into the middle to get the rest of the batter. We didn’t care that our faces were covered in batter. We had found a brand new treat we could fight over-four kids into two beaters!