All the windows of my heart ...

Another beautiful snowfall and after an afternoon of baking, the kitchen is warm and toasty and smells amazing. I've poured a big cup of tea, slathered some raspberry jam on a hot out of the oven raisin and walnut scone, moved the pillows around just so and got everything ready for a little window gazing , journaling and reading. 

Morning ritual ~ candles lit, meditation, journaling.

Looking into the garden, I noticed the feeders were low and could hear chirps coming from the tall cedars that line the back of our garden. As much as I love the snow, I always worry about the birds and squirrels. I gathered up some walnuts, dried fruit, sliced some fruit, and two big scoops of seed and headed out to the garden. It won't take long for it all to disappear. 

And while I watch the snow as the wind blows it from the branches, and the birds find their way to the feeders,  I'll jot down some "things to do" in my journal. I've been collecting jam jars so I can send family & friends home with little bouquets of flowers this summer, I want to create some bohemian style bird feeders from a box of mis-matched china I have, work on a new shade covering for our garden swing, hand stamp some spoons, create some jewelry from a few pieces of beach glass & as always, lots of ideas for paintings.

"All the windows

 of my heart

I open to the day"

~John Greenleaf Whittier~