This morning I woke up and pulled back the bedroom curtains to see the trees covered in the loveliest frost. (I later learned it is called "hoar frost," which doesn't sound quite so nice.) Everything was white and shades of muted grey. I grabbed the camera, coerced Daisy off her throne of pillows on the bed, and out the door we went. It was warmer than it has been in a long time, so we spent the morning shooting and roaming the trails in the woods behind our house. Just the way I like to start my day.
Here are a few other things that have been good lately:
1) An evening of beef bourguignon a la Julia Child, champagne and Pictionary with friends over the weekend.
2) Spending lots of time in our new bed with its soft, padded headboard.
3) Learning how to play the ukelele--one of my goals (and tools for surviving) this winter.
4) A Sunday morning spent snowshoeing through powder under a bluebird sky.
5) Watching and finding inspiration in Anthony Bourdain's show The Mind of A Chef.