After balmy, above freezing weather, that melted all the snow in our yard, we are experiencing another cold snap, which the weather gurus say will be short lived. Attila and I went to buy groceries this morning, and it was bitterly cold walking across the wind swept parking lots. The oil furnace is heating the house, and I find myself enjoying the flow of warm air coming out of the floor register.

This afternoon I am making another batch of banana muffins, with the last two bananas that were purchased last week, both wonderfully, aromatically overripe. Attila cooked stir fried vegetables and I baked some chicken breasts for supper. We watched an hour of the series The Almighty Johnsons. Old routines are still here, but they feel empty, the emptiness echoes.

I have started sleeping with the blanket I crocheted. It feels so warm, so soft, and squeezable. It has become my safety blanket, something I can hold onto, or wrap around myself, when the cold blast of reality is rattling my bones.

DSCF1348 My trusty cape, aka safety blanket.

Worldly Distractions


Date: 2:00 PM EST Saturday 13 January 2018
Condition: Mainly Sunny
Pressure: 102.5 kPa
Tendency: Rising
Temperature: -13.4°C
Dew point: -21.9°C
Humidity: 50%
Wind: NNW 16 km/h
Wind Chill: -21
Visibility: 24 km
Clearing near noon. Wind northwest 30 km/h gusting to 50. Temperature steady near minus 13. Wind chill minus 25.
Tonight A few clouds. Wind northwest 20 km/h becoming light this evening. Low minus 25. Wind chill minus 32.


“I know God will not give me anything I can’t handle. I just wish that He didn’t trust me so much.”
Mother Teresa
1910 – 1997

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12 Responses to Routines

  1. WendyNC says:

    Maggie, we’ve all enjoyed your journey learning to crochet and make that blanket. Here’s hoping that your blanket will also help you feel the support of your online community of readers.

  2. Teri says:

    Such a conflict, to be in a riutine but much is no longer familiar or routine. I think you also crocheted a hat or two. Hopefully when you’re out and about they’ll also give you some of the comfort you’ve received from your blanket.

    Good night, Maggie.

  3. Birdie says:

    I have no doubts that your world is still tossed completely upside down but you seem to be coping in very healthy ways. I don’t know if you see it but you are strong. You are.

  4. Bex Crowell says:

    Your blanket is so beautiful. As are you. oxo

  5. Keep doing what you are doing, Maggie, putting one foot in front of the other day by day. I like that you are finding small pockets of appreciation here and there in your day. We are all with you!

  6. Wendy, what a wonderful observation, warm and wonderful, and perhaps you people who so kindly visit with me here are part of the each stitch that makes this blanket feel so very comforting.

  7. Teri, that is a good word to describe the feeling, conflicted, and very confusing.

    What a good idea about putting one of my hats on my head when I am venturing out into that big wonderful dangerous world.

    Just reading this this afternoon, so good afternoon Teri!

  8. Birdie, thank you for keeping that fact in front of me, it is so easy to become lost in the misery of the situation. I don’t feel strong right now, quite the opposite, but I am pulling one foot up from behind the other, and trying to move forward through this.

  9. Bex, thanks about the blanket Bex, you are such a sweet person, and I have you to thank for inspiring me to take up crocheting. oxo

  10. Diane, I feel such comfort here, in this place that I share with such wonderful people. The small pockets of appreciation are a blessing in this confusing and chaotic reality that is whirling around me. Here, on this site, writing, reading, I feel such a sense of calm, and the presence of kindness, compassion, and wisdom in my small universe.

  11. Hugs! I think of you often. Continued prayers that you’ll find many moments of comfort and beauty to lift your spirits.

  12. Thanks Joan, for the prayers, I believe in them, so comforting. ((Hugs))