I hate this time of year on the farm. I put on too much weight and lack motivation. Except to eat. There's always motivation to stand by the warm stove and cook something wonderful. And eat.
Coffee was my next step this morning, something to warm me from the inside. A heavy coat, pajamas and muck boots that, early in the morning, at those temperatures, does little when the wind is whipping mad.
A slice of yesterday's bread, and a jar of ham and vegetable soup for lunch at work today.
The sun is rising and its my time to brave the cold, icy commute into the city.
Stay warm friends, ~A
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