January was snowy and cold and grey and perfect. If only it didn’t pass so quickly.


The birds might disagree.



Evie likes taking us for a walk in the snow and helping identify whatever this (probably poisonous) thing is:

Northern cinnabar polypore? We aren’t sure.
Evie may be an outdoorswoman, but she also likes relaxing in front of the wood stove:

I’ve been…
baking banana walnut chocolate chip cake (very, very good)
knitting another hot water bottle cover for Anna
learning the word ‘rumbustious’ (meaning boisterous or unruly), which turned up twice within a week in two novels by different authors
making huge batches of soup for the freezer
reading They Left Us Everything by Plum Johnson and The Jane Austen Year
watching the new Maigret on PBS (not good) and Digging for Britain (always great)


