So this is the view from upstairs this morning. It looks a little worse now. The weather predictions were right so far and I have done a little planning ahead. I’ve been watching the squirrels slide on the ice below the feeders and Sophie walked herself this morning (with difficulty) because I wasn’t going to venture past the shed door. I loaded up the chickens last night, bought some groceries in the afternoon ready to hunker down and stay put.
I absolutely LOVE these days, especially this close to Christmas. This year all of the gifts I give (well, most) will be handmade. My list is not long but as with everything else I wait until I’m under a lot of pressure before I do anything.
I’m still playing with chainmaille, it’s so calming to make and so beautiful when finished. I can do it while having my morning coffee or pick it up when I have a few minutes. It’s one of those things that is mindless, repetitive. Another form of meditation.
Then there is this stack of wool. I’ve been mulling this over for a couple of weeks now. I finally have the patterns I need and all of the material gathered in one place. I see sewing in my future.
Snow/ice days are such a blessing of time for me. They are extreme crafting sorts of days. It may be a throwback to childhood when you had the day off from school and had nothing but the day ahead of you to do whatever you wanted. There were games, books, the great outdoors. It seemed as if those days were gifts allowing big blocks of time for pastimes you only had minutes to usually do.
The other aspect is having blocks of time before the holidays. It’s a time when I do the most baking. Snow outdoors? Bake some cookies. Smells of cinnamon while warming the kitchen to a cozy temperature, something that’s more of a treat than the norm.
So I will be the ultimate multi-tasker today doing things that need to be done (laundry) interspersed with things I love to do. It makes me think the weather should last the rest of the week. Just think of what I could accomplish!
2 thoughts on “Ice, Ice Baby”
I agree with you entirely! Dark, cold, inclement weather is a gift. Then the making can begin. The only thing I need to do is NOT make something sweet….
Storms before Christmas are the best time to reflect and putter around. Love this!!