blizzard bliss

The world has donned her white gown. It is seven degrees farenheit, and the sun is shining. The neighbors have been out mowing - I mean blowing - their sidewalks since the last flake fell sometime this morning.

I love the smell of ginger root and garlic. Sauted onion, sweet potato, lentils, and coconut milk, along with a blend of 12 spices; the ingredients for a delicious winter soup. Oyster crackers or a dollop of greek yogurt to top it off.

Norah and I are going to go out sledding.