Yesterday morning while knitting, I watch the first morning light creep into the sky. The color changed from pale gray to pale blue with the dawns early light, and the mountains from silhouettes to 3D. There was no hint of pink in the sky, just the growing light of the first day of winter. It was such a peaceful time as the longest night faded away.
The day was very warm and it was nice to walk around in a light jacket. The expected clouds never materialized, except as a perfect backdrop for the mountains.
It was a perfect Solstice Day and stayed that way until the very end.
Like Claudia, baking is not my forte, but I took some time last night to make a batch of Liz's Pumpkin Cookies. I had everything on hand, or so I thought, but a trip to the cupboard for oil proved fruitless. The dry ingredients were mixed and ready, the egg mixture awaited the next step. Only a trip to the grocery (thank goddess it is a short distance away) would do.
Let's go back to Monday when my Better Pal emailed to say a package was on its way and should arrived Friday, just in time for the Holiday weekend. In the mailbox on Wednesday was a card from the mail carrier telling me a package would wait for me at the Post Office the next day. I decided to call in late for work and be the first person in line to pick it up the next morning.
As I made my way back from the quick trip to the gorcery what to my wondering eyes should appear? The Mail Carrier!! He was taking a break in his usual spot so I stopped to ask if the package was still aboard. He followed me the short distance home, picked up the card, and handed me a package wrapped in brown paper with a lovely Christmas Tree drawn near my name! See the groceries still in the bag? I had to open it before returning to the cookies!
Look what was inside! Xtremely yummy smelling coffee (for Christmas morning!) Treats for my fuzzy faced boys...Manos in a gorgeous red...a Monet calender in the perfect size to fit above my desk, AND beautiful wooden needles that feel sooo good. As if that wasn't enough, there is hand dyed Blue Face Leicester Aran from the Fleece Artist and Drops Alpaca in the most beautiful blue/purple that will, that MUST, become a nice big scarf to wrap up in when it is super cold. I could hardly stand the excitement of receiving such a lovely package. Not one of the items is available in my area, and in fact, I have never heard of anything except the Manos. Better Pal you are truly a fabulous pal.
After fondling, ogling and sighing over my luck at such a wonderful package, I returned to the task at hand. Smith isn't too keen on cranberries so I'll put in just a few (for me) and few more chocolate chips for him. Everything went together quickly and the cookies were soon in the oven. They baked up into the most beautiful color and tasted so very good. It has been years since I spent time baking up goodies at this time of year and this was such a positive experience I might make more. Santa would surely love a batch!
Thank you Liz. You can see I finally did it!