Bright golden sunrise

to pale pink and gray sunset -

        so flows my story.

Moon sparkles on lake,

moon shadows on front yard snow  -

        lunar eclipse - not.

 

Glorious full moon last night. Got up at 5:30 to check for eclipse - fully clouded over. Went back to bed; got up at 8:30; made "full moon waffles" to compensate.

Bonus factoid - Writer's Almanac says Beethovan's Moonlight Sonata was published on this day in 1802.

Ok - making brownies. See if you can guess what happened -

 

Melt one stick butter,

Six ounces chocolate chips.....rats!

       Black beans are not chips!

 

Yup  - we had a half bag of "chocolate chips". Dumped a quarter of a cup into the bowl before I realized "wait a minute, those are black beans, not chocolate chips!" Had to pick them out - they're soaking and will get made into something tomorrow!

 

Faithful God -
trusting in and living by a promise,
Abram left "his own" for "a place called Away" (1).
It leads me to ponder what promises I live by,
where I look for help,
who I trust to keep me as I go out and come back.
I would like to trust your strength more than my own,
your vision more than the popular culture's,
your grace more than fame or fortune or pensions.
I'll need your help to make it so.

(1) Gordon Lightfoot, from "The Canadian Railroad Trilogy".

 Melting then freezing

leaves ice rink roads and sidewalks -

       skiing?  I think not! 

Sun sets and temps drop

from fifty to "low of 8" -

         it was a nice day.

We skied at the Forrestville Trailhead. Still easing back into this - maybe Blueberry Ridge tomorrow. (Temps supposed to get up to 14, so we'll see.) 

Tracks in snow on the

pedestrian corridor-

       new cross country skis!

We haven't skied in 10 or 15 years. We made it from Fair to Crescent and back. Next maybe a real trail.