This morning as I sipped my tea watching the neighbors come out of their houses with snow shovels to help the cars that were getting stranded I decided it was a perfect day for some lentil soup.
I love gathering together the fresh organic ingredients.
That's my mom's old fish cutting board. It helped in the creation of many years of delicious meals.
The soup is now simmering on the stove, sending wonderful smells throughout the apartment.
I guess I need to emerge from my cocoon and head across the street to take care of some errands. At least the sun is shining today and it is going to be a "balmy" 21 degrees.
I plan to have on so many layers that no one will know who I am. Now all I have to do is figure out where in the heck I put that scraper for my car.