Thursday, January 13, 2011

who goes there?

The chill of winter has taken up residence in my bones, I don't think I will ever be warm again.
But I say that every year.

An Just to remind myself what it was like......










Grandma's Kitchen a magical apple cake

  t The days grow shorter and the nights longer, a chill edges thus the house, every room except the kitchen. T here  the warmth of the cook...