It is snowing again. Accumulation is light, just enough to need brushing off the car and a quick shovel off the driveway. The sun is behind the clouds and the world is grey and white. The weather prediction says there may be a little bit of sun appearing on Wednesday, then back to grey skies.
On Thursday, during our three-day power black out, caused by high winds, I was bundled up and busy on the front drive removing fallen branches. A government vehicle stopped at the end of the drive and the building inspector introduced himself. It seems that the paperwork for our masonry heater was not completed and he requested an appointment to perform a final inspection. This was arranged for the following Monday. To say I was concerned would be an understatement, this is three years after completion. During the power blackout we relied on the masonry heater for heat. It kept us warm and dry when the whole world was storming and black. We have come to rely on it on many levels, not just for heat. It is almost a member of the family, just ask the adoring Mist.
I needn't have worried though. The inspection went smoothly and professionally, ending with a signed form passing the structure. I should have known it would pass; we spared no trouble and no expense to do the job properly from the beginning. Our dollars were invested in structural integrity, not on aesthetic appeal. In spite of our focus on structure, the fireplace is very attractive.
We did manage a shopping expedition on Saturday. An hour or so drive took us to a small city where the selection of retail outlets and products are relatively staggering. We went with a list and managed to put a check mark beside each item. Some of our time was spent looking for particular retail outlets, which we eventually located after touring parts of the city.
Chapters bookstore was at the top of my list, because I received a Gift Certificate for Christmas and could go relatively mad with that. After much consideration, I chose a set of CDs, original artist recordings of Edith Piaf. It was a toss up between that and a set of CDs featuring the three tenors. Decisions, decisions, what fun!
We had a wonderfully cozy evening yesterday. We enjoyed a quiet game of Scrabble in front of a roaring fire, serenaded by the gently surrounding voice of Edith Piaf. Mist enjoyed watching our game, occasionally leaping onto the board to scatter the pieces. Her humans react with such a satisfying display of exclamations and, as a bonus, will chase her off the board. Such fun!
|RECIPES :: Cast
Cyclamen in the south window.
By the Easy Chair
The Way The Crow Flies
by Ann Marie MacDonald
La Vie En Rose
Remastered original recording of Edith Piaf
Press 101.7 kPa / rising
Visibility 15 km
Dew Point -8.6°C
Wind Speed NW 9 km/h
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