Sunday, 2 February 2020

Who needs a groundhog anyways?

Today is Groundhog Day back home in Canada, (and America for that matter) and judging from where you live in that vast country you either only have six weeks of winter left or not . . . funny how that goes.   I can remember it always being a big subject for  debate when I was a child and being somewhat saddened if the 2 February happened to be a sunny day, for I knew then that the ground hog would be sure to see his shadow and that would be that!  Winter would not be long in leaving our shores.

Kind of silly really . . .  as officially there are only about six weeks left of Winter anyways, so far as the calendar goes . . . Mother Nature herself might have other ideas however, so best not to count our chickens before they hatch. 

There is still so much to enjoy about Winter . . . .  things that I know I would miss if I were to head South during these few months of the year.  Built up fires, crackling logs, and candlelight . . . the sound and smell of a pot of soup bubbling and simmering on the back of the stove all day . . . the delight-fulness of a hearty boiled dinner for two, or three or four!  Oh I do love a nice piece of salt beef (or corned beef as it is known back home) simmered and cut into tender rosy slices, served up on a plate with ivory wedges of cabbage, sweet carrots from the garden and well done potatoes . . . broth from the simmering juices spooned over top.   I always like to mash down the vegetables a bit in the juices and spread them with butter . . . a bit of horseradish on the side does me well.  This is not something I would enjoy were I in sunny Spain this time of year.   It's Winter food . . .

Not for me a wander on a sandy, moonlit tropical beach . . . I'd rather hunker down inside with a feisty game of scrabble by the fire, some rosy red apples and a bit of popcorn to munch on.  Todd, he doesn't like popcorn, and he's not fond of eating apples raw . . . but he does like a feisty game of scrabble, and he does love me . . .  and so . . .  it works perfectly.  

I love these canoodling months . . . the indoor months . . . the hunker in months . . . the keep calm and snuggle down months of the year.  They epitomize comfort to me.   One feels quite guilty staying indoors with a good book in the Summer months . . . but in Winter?   Well, Winter was made for hunkering down with novels and good reads . . . the perfect time for revisiting the old classics and pondering the words of Keats, Dickens . . . Charlotte Bronte.   Wuthering Heights in the Winter . . . now that is a joyful read.  Logs snapping and clocks ticking . . . we happily while away the hours snug as a bug in our books and our rugs.    It's not dazzling excitement, but it works for me.

Who needs a ground hog to tell them what's what . . . follow your heart . . . hunker down and enjoy one of the deeper pleasures in life.   Comfort in Winter.   There's nothing else on this sweet earth quite like it.

A thought to carry with you through the day to come . . .

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In The English Kitchen today, Caramel Butter Cake.  Loved the cake, not so much the icing, but I do give a link to an icing that I do love and that would go wonderfully. 

Have a beautiful Sunday.  Don't forget! 

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And I do too!      


  1. I don't mind winter with a nice roaring fire and good books to read either...however here we do not have a fireplace...but there is plenty of other things to be doing too. I am currently making a nice flannel nightgown for a daughter...seems they do not even have patterns JUST like we got one and changed it some and now putting it all together...and that is not so fun when the weather is hot...but perfect for winter now!!
    Elizabeth xoxo

    1. Sounds like a wonderful pass-time Elizabeth. I should sew more. Love and hugs. xoxo

  2. Hi Marie, I love winter too, because of its snuggle factor. Snow Day? Bring it on! Of course, being retired means I don't have to go out in a storm. I remember years ago a bad storm and it took my friend over four hours to get home. The bus was crowded but people took turns sitting down. My friend's father happened to be on the same bus. The bus driver stopped at a restsursnt along the way for a bathroom bresk. Can you imagine? Boy, was she glad to get home that night. I was going in the complete opposite direction so was not quite so affected by the snow. Still, it took over 2 hours for a trip that was normally 40 minutes. I love doing jigsaw puzzles in the winter, too. Enjoy your Sunday, Marie. I'm going to check out your Carmel Butter Cake. Hugs, Elaine

    1. Oh, I have had some hairy drives in snow Elaine. We once drove my my sister's in London back to Meaford, a journey of what should have been 4 hours max, and took 8. We were literally crawling through the snow and they were closing the highways behind us. Very scary but we just kept going as we knew if we stopped the car that would be it. We'd be stuck. I should get a jigsaw puzzle. I haven't done one in years. Thanks Elaine! Love and hugs, xoxo

  3. there is sunshine in Greece, yet the sun is showing us its teeth! .. (greek expression) .... anyway... keep warm in that lovely house of yours..

  4. Good news here our famous weather progotignator Phil, did not see his shadow so we're to have an early spring. Most of us are very tired of winter here and are ready for it.


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