Friday, November 2, 2007


Earlier in the week, our area received our first frost. To me it seems like it was pretty late to be getting our first frost, but I don't really keep good track of these things!

It was a beautiful sight to behold.

Our wood stove is still not up and running, so Cleo, our cat, had to find warmth in the only place available, the lone burning lamp that was still lit to chase away the morning darkness.

Tommy and I enjoyed a wonderful breakfast of hot oatmeal with honey, brown sugar, and cinnamon, and hot tea or coffee. Billy was still tucked warmly in his bed, so he missed out and had cold cereal later in the morning.

1 comment:

Cathy said...

Nothing like the first frost.
Oh my, that oatmeal looks yummy.
Blessings my friend,