Pure Bliss

I can't remember  when I finally grew into that snowsuit,

but I do remember that snow was always pure bliss.

You might have noticed that it is always snowing

in the banner picture at Dewena's Window.

And it will remain snowing,

even in the dog days of summer.

The frontispiece in Faith Baldwin's book 

is more than a picture to me,

it is a recognition of having reached a stage in life

where this is pure bliss--

to stay home and view life through my own window.

I have grown to enjoy a bad day, even with thick snow and zero temperatures,

if I am indoors.

It is satisfying to sit by a window, nursing a cup of tea,

hearing the fire snap on the hearth,

and watching the wild-white world outside,

kept at bay by good walls and insulation...

The winter weather is conducive to hard work;

I don't want to go anywhere,

and seldom can.

The cupboard is stocked, and the freezer.

So I stay home and work.

Faith Baldwin

I hope February days have held pure bliss for you. If you're hankering for Spring, I promise you that it will come. Next July when it's 100 degrees in the shade, you can always come look through Dewena's Window and see a blanket of snow.