Firelight

     Penned today into my Commonplace Book:

 

      

     Firelight will not let you read fine stories, but it’s warm and you won’t see the dust on the floor.
          – An Irish Proverb-

(Culled from The Art of Romantic Living: Simple Touches to Enhance Everyday Life)

     After a thirty mile trip to a medical facility that we are not familiar with, Aaron and I made the return trip home in a driving rain storm.  The rest of our family was at church, so Aaron started a fire and we enjoyed the quiet of the afternoon together.  The only sounds to be heard were the raindrops hitting the skylights and the wood stove creaking as it heated up.  My afternoon was spent reading books from my basket.  Bliss!

     Around two o’clock, I sliced half of an apple and put it into a small saucepan.  I generously sprinkled this with ground cinnamon, a bit of allspice and a pinch of nutmeg, and then filled the pot with water and let it simmer on the stove all afternoon.  It smelled delicious and provided, I hope, a sweet welcome home to my family late in the day.
 
      I appreciate your prayers for Aaron.  Today’s doctor visit was not too helpful, but the doctor sent a computer message to our own pediatrician.  I will be calling her in the morning if Aaron is not improved.  He is feeling no worse, praise God, but he is not feeling better either. 

God bless you as you look well to the ways of your household!
Proverbs 31:27
 

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