I had to laugh when I looked through the pictures I took yesterday. Flames flickering in the fireplace, patterns composed of radiator fins, and this shot of our cozy, unmade bed. Apparently, I become a heat-seeking organism when the thermometer hits 10° below zero…
**The title of the last two posts is a reference to a favorite childhood book, The Best Nest by P.D. Eastman.
In the story, Mrs. Bird is unsatisfied with her home. But, after searching everywhere for something better, in the end, she realizes how good she’s had it all along:
“I love my house, I love my nest, In all the world, Our nest is best.”