Snow days in the south- no school, no going anywhere, slept in, hot coffee, sewing on a quilt that was started 50 years ago (by a departed grandmother), hot Guinness stew in the oven, fresh baked bread.
Taking a short walk in 23° weather, snowflakes dusting my nose.
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Then this morning when school opens back up, delayed start, a blessing. Baking fresh bread for lunch, quiet, sun streaming through the windows.