A Simple New Year

I was fortunate to have grandparents who believed in the "summer home". In his later years, my grandfather had a house built in his home town. On weekends they would head there to get away from it all. My father bought the house from them right before my grandfather died. I have many memories of time spent up there with family. So when I am looking to get away from it all, I head north. And so we brought in the new year on a quiet, relaxing note.

We built a fire and sat quietly reading, doing puzzles, and finishing up that crochet project I had been working on. Which is now complete. Yeah!

We baked up a pan of sourdough friendship bread, that was devoured with requests for more, and toasted in the new year with sparkling grape juice. We also listened to the wonderful sounds of the old player piano, peddled by my youngest daughter.

All in all, it was a wonderful and peaceful way to bring in the new year, and I feel very blessed to have this legacy to share with my children.