simple pleasures

i came down early this morning
(that is not actually unusual
but i have been trying to sleep in lately )

mornings start (in winter) with stoking up the woodstove
now, we have a soapstone wood stove
which i adore
but as i found out now over the three heating seasons that we've been blessed with it.....
there is an art to burning one
between the chimney draft
and the wood available
you need to relearn part of how to burn a stove yearly.


but when you get good at it,
and i have.........
you can just come down in the morning
rake the ash and coals forward a bit.....add some logs
and in a few minutes.....FIRE

a cheery little blaze that warms not only the room but your soul
sitting by that fire with a cup of something hot
and knitting
is one of the most wonderful simple pleasures of winter

a quiet time to think
or dream
before the sun comes up

the cats taught me that

they love to sit right in front of the wood stove
turning to warm one side of their body then the other
gazing into the depths of the fire

i guess it is a primal thing
speaking to our very cells
i imagine that the plant kingdom does the same with stretching it's leaves to the sun

we stretch out to the warmth

this fire, safely contained within the stone and iron,
this is security
the storms can come
we are warm
electricity can go
we are warm and can cook
oil prices can rise
we have our winters worth of wood paid for
and stacked neatly outside


what are some of YOUR simple pleasures?


vi

who maybe should wait til AFTER coffee to post?

EDITED to add yarn........................

hahahahaha
i finally took some pictures of the mohair sooooooooooooooo

here goes