It's cold and very windy here in these mountains, but inside our cottage it's warm and filled with the scent of baking cookies. Yes, I'm just now getting around to baking the cookies! Last night we went out looking at Christmas lights; I'll post some photos later. Tonight, after our Christmas Eve dinner, my husband and I will go for our annual Christmas Eve walk through the forest. We scatter all sorts of nuts and seeds for the birds, mice, skunks, raccoons and other animals. Mrs. Coyote always gets several very large, thick steaks that we leave a little ways from her den, and I always leave a large pile of shelled hazelnuts and pecans outside of Mrs. Rose's den...she just adores them.
On our way back to our Christmas-filled cottage, we always sit down for a while on a large, comfortable rock and just listen to the wind (which hopefully won't be quite as wild as it is right now) and look up at the black, black sky filled with thousands of brilliantly sparkling, icy points of light.
When we get back from our walk through the silent, star-lit forest, we'll have hot chocolate and cookies in front of the fire. The cats, both our inside family and our outside family of feral cats, will have their usual warm, before-bed-meal along with some special treats for Christmas Eve.
Blessings to everyone...many, many blessings.
