I've been meaning to start a new* blog for quite some time now. What better day than 11-11-11?
The sun is shining on this crisp Friday in November, and I didn't have to go to work. I'm sitting at the kitchen counter with a strong cup of coffee, contemplating how best to take advantage of this day off. I dream of these days, laden with possibility, and then when they come, I find that they rarely live up to my expectations. Maybe some days it's best to just rest and enjoy the slower pace. I have nowhere to be and nothing that has to get done. Today, anyway. (When you own a home, there are always things to do... And if I don't do them, no one will.)
I relish this time of year with its hot beverages, savory soups and cozy flannels. Most trees have been stripped of their leaves and the sunlight streams unfiltered on the streets and lawns. The days are growing shorter; I drive home from work in an enchanted twilight, under the glow of a hazy moon. It's a season of giving thanks, and time to start anticipating the joy of Christmastide.
This will be my first Christmas at Cheery Hill, and I hope to fill it with plenty of joyful memories. It was just after Thanksgiving last year that I made an offer on this little cottage, so I was able to take advantage of after Christmas sales. I'm looking forward to decking these halls, and am ever so tempted to start today. I'll exercise patience and wait two more weeks, but it's never too early to start planning...
In the meantime, I suppose I have a yard full of crunchy leaves that need raking and oak floors that need sweeping. Friends are coming over tonight, after supper, for board games and hopefully plenty of laughter, too.
*I have started somewhere around 20 blogs, so I'm not guaranteeing anything.
