Today it is snowing here in the Pacific Northwest - so much that I am relieved. No reason to drive anywhere, no reason to expend any unnecessary energy, and certainly a day to be wearing my slippers all day long. Dinner is in the crock pot, I have a fire to keep warm, and all is quiet out on the street that runs along the front of our home. The snow is coming in sideways, piling high against the windows, and all is sacred. However, because all is cozy within, I am blessed to spend my entire day in my sewing room. I have my cup of herbal lemon tea, the wind is raging outside, and my Bernina is a humming. Life is good. Life has indeed slowed down.
Create your own sort of slowness this day and be glad in it!
I am a displaced early American born about 200 years too late! Actually, I do like my indoor bathroom facilities, but envy the simplicity and commonness that filled the days of the colonial women. Hard work, but they would and did find joy in their day!