If I am home and in nesting mode, I don't mind a dreary day. Such was the case today.
I was up early, ate, went to the gym, after which I always feel quite righteous.
Came home, showered, took my in-laws for our weekly grocery run. (Snowmen salt/pepper/sugar/creamer in the living room)
Put away the groceries. It was raining by then. I noticed that the Baby (aka Zeek) was in particular need of snuggle time.
I got my laptop, phone, Kindle, and obliged. We both got a nice relaxing, snuggle time. Complete with nap. Aaaaah. To actually have some time to do Nothing on one's day off is indeed a luxury.
Obviously, I am quite smitten with a certain sparkly cloche. And the candlesticks scored at a shop last summer. Smitten, I tell you!
The joy for the season comes from my Hope. My Hope that my Saviour provides. His peace that passeth understanding. His Joy of salvation. After 40 plus years, that Joy has not dimmed, that Love has not faded.......... that Joy is year round.
To offset the dreary weather, chili seemed like a good idea. I think Mister will be pleased when he comes in the door. A welcoming hot dinner, made with love.
Making a home for my family is one of my greatest joys.
In the kitchen, making chili, I stood by the trash throwing something out and looked at the old imperfect plaster on the kitchen wall of this old house. Home. Established. A physical refuge. A retreat. Here for almost 103 years now.
It looks much bigger in photos than it really is. It's not a big house at all.
It's an expression of our hearts.
What a feeling of gratefulness for our home, what joy in the blessings of home.
Wishing each and every one of you a blessed and cozy Rednesday!