What a perfect time of the year to be staying home. Any other time, specifically during South Dakota winters, I’d be singing a whole different tune. Let’s hope I have something to do by then.
Waking up around 7, I make coffee while my husband takes the dogs out. I am the only one in the house who uses indoor plumbing. It’s important I do.
After we read, we eat breakfast and talk about our day. He teases me that the pups tell him what I do all day; so speak truthfully.
My husband leaves tonight for a hunting trip. It will be me with my dogs and a .22 pistol.
While I know I will miss him, it is good for a man to spend time away from it all. It’s the wonderful way they were created. Just like it’s refreshing for me to spend time in a good book. Or wearing something fitting. Or the act of getting pretty.
I wouldn’t want him to be any different.
I hope he comes back with his biggest yet, and I look forward to cold winter nights eating from it. There is something special about food with a story … let’s hope this is a good one!