Last night, when I finally got home to my little house after a long, busy day, I sat on my leather chair in the living room and ate a sandwich for dinner and read a book. Not quite a gourmet meal, but it was late and I was hungry.
My feet were freezing while I was sitting there. I had to put on my fuzzy slippers.
This morning when I awoke the thermometer on my deck read 40 degrees.
The sun was beaming in through the windows and it was truly a glorious sight. But there was most definitely a chill in the house!
I had to put my fireplace in the bedroom on while I was getting ready for work.
Fall is coming rapidly to the mountain top. There are leaves changing, falling, everywhere you look. The riot of summer color in the flower gardens is giving way to the vivid hues of autumn leaves.
As I pulled into work this morning and got out of my car, I heard the distinctive honk that signals geese overhead. They were flying south in the classic V formation.
I feel we will have a tough winter this year. Last winter was so mild, very little snow. We are due for a rough one.
In as much as I'm not ready for the drudgery of shoveling, I am ok with saying goodbye to the heat and humidity that settled on the mountain top this summer. It's not the norm for us, and since I don't have air conditioning in my little house, it was at times uncomfortable. Not terribly so, as I would open the skylights and put on the attic fan. But still much warmer than I prefer.
The pups don't mind either way....they just find a comfy spot and settle in for a nap, no matter the weather.
Tonight I'll make a big batch of soup and try to find a little space in the freezer for just a few more containers. It will be tough, they are pretty jammed as it is.
But the zucchini and yellow squash keep coming, and the tomatoes are ripening like crazy.
I've been thinking of a beefy vegetable soup for supper tonight, with a rustic baguette.
Perhaps with a lovely red wine, and some apple scented candles lit around the house.
It's been a busy summer...I truly look forward to my quiet nights at home. They are few and far between, it seems.
What's your idea of a perfect night at home?