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Surviving Winter in New England
When there’s nowhere else to put the snow… it’s time to hibernate!
Where Else Can it Go ???
This is the weather hot chocolate was invented for. Not just hot cocoa, made from scratch, but gooey brownies hot from the oven! Let it snow!
Now You’re Talking!
I hear so many people say,”Just wake me up when it’s over.” But if you live in New England and you wish winter away, you are effectively wishing half of your life away…
These are the Snowshoes my Grandfather Wore as a Child.
I’m all for getting out when it’s just cold and snowy. I’ll snowshoe around and really enjoy the experience. But once you throw in howling wind and ice, I’ll be not far from the blazing fire thank you. I’d rather hear the fire roar than the wind outside the door, demanding to be let into this old New England house!
Where Did You Say the Shovel Was ?
This is Our Magnetic North at Home in Winter
Some of that precarious pile of reading is getting read, last year’s annual scrapbook is nearly done, some of the stories in my head are being written down. A few more of the elusive frost paintings on the windows have been photographed. There are more cardinals and woodpeckers at the feeders than usual and we can add another birch log to the stove to perfume the air.
One of My ‘Winter Reading’ Piles
Finally Finished the 2013 Scrapbook
I locate the candles and matches, mostly ‘just in case’ and sometimes ‘just because’.
Yankee Blizzard Lamp with Drawer Beneath Slid Open, Matches and Candles Tuck Inside, Ready at a Moment’s Notice
Yankee Blizzard Lamp in Action, Some Things Never Go Out of Style…
It’s a time to make meals that take all day, baked beans with Vermont maple syrup and slow cooking roasts and sauces. A time to try out another couple of those old hand-written recipes…
Homemade French Onion Soup
Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup
Handwritten Recipe From Old Cookbook
Homemade Golden Split Canadian Pea Soup
This is when making bread makes sense. It’s a luxury that just doesn’t happen during garden season. The additional heat of the oven is welcome and the scent of baking bread is addictive; it really warms the soul. Simple pleasures…
Whole Wheat Dough on the Rise
Whole Wheat Pizza Crust and English Muffins, Anadama Loaf (Cornmeal and Molasses Bread), Hot Out of the Oven
The snow and ice keep tapping at the windows and the tea-pot is almost never cold. These are just some of the reasons I love winter in New England. It forces me to slow down and notice things that would otherwise be lost in the rush of life…
The Tea-Pot is a Lifesaver !
Yes That is a Heart-Shaped Pan Full of Hot Dark Chocolate Brownies
Oatmeal, Cranberry, White Chocolate and Pecan Cookies
As I’ve mentioned in other posts; When the Power Fails, Seasonal Recipes, Winter, Home Security, Appreciating Winter in New England, Preparing for Winter… being prepared can make the difference between a nightmare and an adventure.
Roast Chicken Dinner, Yummm……
Chicken Stew the Next Day
Thankful I made that trip to the grocery store to stock up when we had a short break in the weather last week. Thankful too that I didn’t make that snow sculpture yet that I’ve been planning. It would have been buried overnight in another foot of disfiguring snow. Thankful we filled the bird feeders while we were still frozen from shoveling so an extra trip outside in the wind and weather wasn’t necessary.
One of Our Feathered Friends
Thankful we ordered that extra cord of wood last year so we don’t have to be stingy with the fire.
The Stove Opens Like a Fireplace, Nice to have the Option…
Which Way is Up ?
There’s something quite primal about seeking shelter from the storm and putting life on hold for a while.
I never had a job before where work was canceled due to bad weather. It always meant getting up a couple of hours early to dig the car out of the driveway drifts, then crawling out onto the yet unplowed roads into the dark and driving at very slow speeds for often two or three times longer than the commute takes on a ‘normal’ day. On those slippery vigilant rides I fantasized about being able to stay home, snowed in, by the fire. Not driven by obligation to white knuckle my way to work and back…
Ready and Waiting
It seems rather hedonistic in contrast now, working for a local school, to stay home and deal with snow removal at leisure. To bake bread and make soup and consume chocolate! I still feel a little guilty but with enough chocolate, I’m sure I’ll get over it!