Last night we gathered with Jo Ellen, Don and Romy around the table, a stand in for a warm hearth. Steaming bowls of curried lentil soup and slices of fresh Moroccan bread filled our bellies while bright conversation filled our minds. There is no better way to spend a cold winter night than gathering with family or friends.
The three dogs got along well - every visit is an improvement. Adia practiced her mat skills and managed to mostly behave, although at times she was a bit rambunctious.
Today we had another visitor - Karen, the girl who used to pet sit for us years and years ago. It was nice to catch up with her and see that her life is working out so well. Hard to believe that it was 20 years ago that we first met her!
The mercury took a dive last night and we woke up to -20C. The dogs didn’t linger outside for long and we managed to convince them to come back to bed for another hour. It warmed up a bit in the afternoon but no one was really keen to play… until they were in the house. The two of them horse around like two pups, sending furniture flying! I don’t really complain though as they are getting along so well - better than I’d ever hoped for. Spike seems so much happier than he has for ages.
The forecast is calling for a big snowfall tomorrow… with nowhere to go and a full larder we’ll cocoon ourselves at home, maybe with a fire, and watch movies. We’ll have to go outside with the dogs, but venturing out into the wild weather only enhances the warmth of home.
“Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies.”
~Edward Bulwer Lytton
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