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Sunday, finally a calm cabin day. - Veronica Roth
Sunday morning at the cabin and maybe one half of a degree above zero. I could see my cabin cleansing fire of yesterday still smouldering, so I decided to keep cleaning up some of the dead wood over our five acres of land because in this semi-arid region there is a very limited time I can safely burn things outside. The day started in a much more relaxed way; in the clean living room with a review of my sketchbook…which I had plans for but had no time to work in… some foil baked fingerling potatoes with garlic and onions in a sort of cabin hash brown bake, and my usual tea. Maybe it’s the waiting for the stove to heat up and boil the pot of water and cook the potatoes, but food just ends up tasting so much better up here. After breakfast I took a long walk over our property and had a good assessment of last winter. Some of our neighbours told me it’s been a very long winter. Maybe that’s the reason that the pack rat broke in and ate Dusty the bear, (and the sinew from some of the vintage snowshoes). But at least …