I’m laying there in bed, not quite ready to get up and all of a sudden I notice a very unusual smell. Hmmm, what is that? It’s not coffee or the wood burner. Could it be toast? No, toast smells lots different than this. It smells like something freshly baked, but who’s been in my kitchen baking before 6:00 am?
Okay, so curiosity got the best of me, so I got up to investigate this new smell. Hmmm, there’s no one in the house but me, but there sitting on the stove cooling off, is a pan of cornbread. Newly trained baker Jim, decided as long as he was up and still hungry for cornbread, he’d make it all by himself. While it was cooling, he took Molly for their morning walk. When they got back we cut into the still warm cornbread. And let me tell you it was awesome! Fresh, hot cornbread with a little honey to go along with my morning coffee…life doesn’t get much better than that!
This afternoon, I’m going to teach him how to make split pea soup. It’s really easy, but hey, if I can get someone else to do the cooking, I’m all for it.
We got just over 3” of snow last night, but at least it’s not as cold as it’s been recently. Yesterday we did a neighborhood walk and the sidewalks are still a mess. I can tolerate the cold and snow becomes a major inconvenience, but it’s the ice I really dislike. The City has a website where you can report sidewalks that haven’t been cleared, but I’d be reporting half of the houses around here. That’s the reason we like to take a drive out in the country and walk down some back road. This is from a road we walked on last Saturday when it was still really cold.
I don’t know where they’re coming from, but we have more darned mourning doves around here than I’ve ever seen before. Some days the feeder is so full of them, there’s no room for even a little chickadee to jump in for seed. These were waiting their turn to get some free food. Time for the Pea Soup class to convene. I know it’s going to be a delicious pot of soup.