Snowy Mornings

After sleeping in (which I've been doing a lot of these past few weeks, since I have nowhere to be except Sunday mornings), after cuddling with kitties in bed under the warm blankets on our bed, after finally hauling my big belly out of my snuggly nest, I donned my robe went downstairs to sit in my chair and enjoy my daily cup of coffee.

I love the view from my chair, when I turn my head to look through dining room and out into the world beyond the walls of our home. Want to see?

The picture doesn't do it justice. Try as I might, I couldn't capture the light and detail of what I see with my eyes. I need to become a better photographer. Anyway- here's what I see:

The sunlight that filters in through the open shades makes the wooden floors look the color of syrup- amber and gold. The alcove is bright and inviting, and the colors of the curtains pop: red, aqua, orange, with hints of lime green on a buttery yellow background. Happy curtains. I love them. 

Looking through the windows the snow is drifting down, blanketing the world in white. The branches of the spindly, naked bushes outside reach up to heaven like arms, or bulrushes, and it's not difficult to imagine that they stand between our home and a pond, instead of the house next door. When I sit and look out the window, I can't see the other homes, or cars, or swing sets that flank on us either side. All I can see are those branches, and snow, and big evergreen trees in the distance. It is beautiful, and peaceful. I could sit and look out this window for hours.

But, alas, there are things to do. I can't sit here forever, even if I'd like to. Stay warm!