Tuesday, December 2, 2014

December 2

A morning of baking bread and making soup allayed the greyness outside my window. Colder temperatures had seeped in swallowing the world with an encompassing grey.  But the shaping of the loaves and the simmering of a soup on the stove created immeasurable soothingness for any soul.

 The "violin" school" that meets at my house every Tuesday afternoon commenced with a group lesson to practice for an upcoming Christmas program to be held at the nursing home. Beautiful music chased away any remaining specks of grey that thought they might still have a place to hide.

                                                                   (photo credit...tumbler)


GretchenJoanna said...

Soup and bread - the perfect wintertime activity, whether making or eating. Warming to the heart and the body!

Leslie said...

I am guessing your life must be full of lot of wonderful things needing your attention. I've enjoyed looking through your last few posts and hope you have had a blessed Christmas.
Your friend in Tx,
Leslie :)

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