Taking digital pictures to write a blog for the world wide web, which is typed on a wireless laptop over satellite internet while cooking breakfast on a wood cookstove, is a really neat way to start the day. And, what makes it even better is that it has been raining for a couple of hours.
The weather gods are watering the plant remnants so the packrats will have something more to eat.
It feels so neat outside, and the air smells fantastic. It is 41F this morning, and the rain is starting to slack off, fog rising from the valley bottom to blanket the hills around us. No doubt we’ll see a lot of sun this afternoon, making the solar panels productive and our batteries full and happy.
Moisture intensifies the green colors of our world view.
Dan started a fire in the cookstove this morning to warm the house, and then the choice for breakfast was obvious.
Frozen blueberries thawed in pure maple syrup.
Besides warming the house and heating water for tea, the cookstove is by far the best appliance for evenly heating a heavy cast iron griddle.
Syrup is hot and moved to the side to stay warm, and the griddle is on the hot part of the stove top.
Once drops of water dance around on top of the griddle, it’s time to cook breakfast. It doesn’t matter if the pancakes are small or large, using the cookstove for a heat source means no hot spots to contend with, just an evenly hot surface for perfect cooking.
The kitchen is such a nice place when the cookstove is hot and pancakes are cooking.
Now it's time for fix a pot of tea. These are ready to eat.
Terry knew I was cooking and was talking to me from the other room, “Want some breakfast? Want some supper?” She was covering all bases that way.
Warm pancakes are serious business. No time to talk now.
The other two birds were equally happy to get some pancakes, and all was very quiet in the livingroom.
Miskin was on chipmunk patrol while I was starting to cook. He watches the front porch intently, waiting for somebody to run past his doorway.
Mighty hunter at work.
Like all cats, he has a short attention span when nothing is happening, and he turned his focus to his toy mouse. We had a rousing game of fetch until he stuffed the toy under the bedroom door.
Have mouse, will travel.... A fourteen pound kitten heading to Dan so that the mouse can be thrown properly.
Today is starting out to be a very nice day, indeed.
Several somebodys are really eating and living well! You get rain way up the mountain????? Hahahahaha.