The Breakfast Nook

I have spent the better part of this year in my home office helping organize a fundraiser with my husband. Scary, first time venture that was such a success we are doing it again next year. However my refuge of computer, music, books and view of the front of our property lost it’s hold on me and I have moved to my favorite place in the house. My breakfast table.

The breakfast nook is strategically placed at the back of the house with windows on two sides, to my left and in front of me. The back door has a window insert, providing me with a view of the back yard and woods that make up the three acres of what I loving refer to as Evansridge.

I am easily distracted by the finches and cardinals at the bird feeder and the family of doves that linger below it. The wood’s winter dress is grey, brown and taupe with a very little adornment of green and gold pine needles, that reminds me of a painting of horses in the woods I saw some years ago, in which the painter has hid the forms of the horses in the trunks and branches of the trees…a trick to the eye. What is lingering in my woods? Just the trees, less the adornment of their leaves, which are slowly decomposing into the forest floor, a mulch blanket of sorts.

It is chilly enough that hot beverages are an all day craving, a cafecito or cup of tea, maybe a little amaretto in the coffee in the evening. For now, I am content here, at this moment to write a bit, read and sip on something warm.

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