It's been a very warm March, for which we're not exactly complaining (except those of us in flood plains, perhaps). A welcome side effect of this is that the formerly 6 ft piles of snow are now nil.

And the deck is completely clear.

And, altho still struggling, the world is slowly starting to turn green.

Sunday brunch is a recurring small pleasure for me.

Today, I had homemade bread in the freezer from Valentine's Day. Thawed it out and made French toast with it - nice, thick slices of an egg bread soaked in egg/milk/vanilla/cinnamon batter. A little bit of maple syrup and coffee and that's a damn good brunch.

I shovelled off the deck last week. Almost 2 feet of snow, covering up 2 inches of ice (the ice is still there).

It's glorious being able to walk out on the deck and inhale deeply again.

Snow can be a wonderful thing to experience, or a huge issue. Largely, it's all in the way you look at things.

Shovelling yesterday was rough and I hurt today... but I feel my body, and the peace outside while flurries are still coming down is it's own cathedral.

A billion blankets is such a wonderful thing. Maybe it's extra noticeable because I live in a such a cold state, but there's something marvelous about being able to crawl under the weight of a number of blankets and be perfectly cozy in an otherwise chilly room.

Yesterday for lunch I had a bowl of chili. It was from my store, but I brought it home and dressed it up with some shredded cheese, jalapenos and sour cream. On a cold day in January, that's mighty yummy

Sweats. These are the Hanes sweatpants and old sweatshirt I got from my brother, and you really have no idea how much time I spend in them. :)

Also, my local country music station that does a drive-home show from 4-6. They do these trivia questions and people call in trying to guess the answer (I'm not thinking about people driving home and calling the radio show at the same time) and I learn stuff. Like, did you know 2 out of 3 people need 2 alarm clocks to wake up in the morning?

Crawling back into bed for a little extra snuggle time. This can be rare because we have to be home on the same days... But it's a great way to spend the morning!

Then that first sip of coffee. Which lasts until afternoon.

And lounging around in silky PJ pants and an old concert T.

Ah... what a wonderful life... :)

Today I discovered I can get morning talk shows until noon! Crazy little things....

My chair is a marvelous thing.

It's not solely my chair, it's not new, it's not fancy, I didn't even buy it. It's a hand-me-down, overstuffed chair, of the sort that comes with any 3-piece living room set (I also have the loveseat, the couch went a different direction long ago).

It's comfy, the arms are wide enough to hold a cup or a laptop, and the ottoman goes nicely in front of it. It's currently surrounded by Sunday's paper, a cell phone, my cordless mouse and a cup of tea. As soon as I sit, I relax, and I can spend hours, right here, accomplishing... nothing.

It's a refuge from the world.