Sunday, February 15, 2026

Snapshots: I Spy . . .

I made overnight cinnamon rolls for the recent birthday, and as always, one of the more challenging parts was getting those rolls warmed up again after a night in the refrigerator. Our house is 55 degrees when I get up in the morning. Yeast does not like that.


So I parked them in front of the woodstove that I always start first thing.

I was out in the morning feeding the horses and spied something purple in the middle of their paddock.


Can you see them? They are Poppy's socks.

I of course had to ask her when she got up why she left her socks in the middle of the horse pen. The answer I got was that she was in there for . . . something and only had her socks on and she took them off so they wouldn't get ruined. 

I had to point out that leaving them there was just as likely to ruin them as wearing them back into the house. 

Poppy asked me if we could play Scrabble the other day. I don't play Scrabble for points, and when I play with my kids, I always help them when they get stuck. The goal is not for anyone to win, but to use everyone's tiles by the end of the game. We usually end up with an irritating "q" or "j" that just can't be used, but this time, we did it.


I was particularly amused by the "beer" that was used to create "bevvy" there on the left. Our Official Scrabble Dictionary told me that bevvy is short for beverage, usually alcoholic. So appropriate. I was also very proud of my "patois," though surprised that was allowed, given that it's a French word.

Lookit the green things coming up!


Tulips!


Crocuses!


Daffodils!

In New York, the bulbs came in distinct order, but here they come up all at once. They don't all flower at once, however. The crocuses will be first. And then table flowers won't be far behind, yay!

And last, just a typical sunrise view of the bulls and steers in the windmill pasture across the road.


Morning on the range.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.

3 comments:

  1. The rolls look good. Sometimes a pan of hot water in a closed space (e.g., the oven) will create a good spot for even rising.

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  2. I used a bowl of hot water and the light inside the oven to warm up my fridge rolls. My kitchen is about 59F in the morning, so the yeast needs a little encouragement.
    I love scrabble - pounts only counting for individual words, just for the challenge, buy not competing with others. However, my kids aren't into it, so ours languishes up in a closet.

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  3. We're not big scrabble players but we do love a game of Quiddler which is always played in a cooperative manner helping all players get the most points possible from the cards in their hands. This allowed our youngest and least experienced speller to do well and not constantly lose to the older more experienced spellers
    Pam in Maine

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