My internal alarm clock woke me up at six. I did the best I could to stay up later but was gone by about one. The rain washed away the little snow we had and it's still misting. Mia gave me a Barnes and Noble gift card for Christmas and I used it to buy myself two full pounds of French Roast coffee. I have a slow brewing button on the coffee maker so the water really soaks up the grounds. When it's done I add another cup of water and turn it on again. I still get good coffee. Annie gave me another frother so the foam really stands up to the Joe. A sprinkle of Vietnamese cinnamon from my sheep friend's Enchanted Pantry and away we go. Love the stuff. There is so much I want to do today on the farm I don't know where to start. Sipping my coffee while staring into the flames is a good place to start. I have a bag of mohair at my feet, Sifting through the fibers is very meditative for me. Back to work tomorrow. Will take a bit of getting used to after two weeks off. Wish I could have spent more time in Maine with the grand kids, and Matt would have been on board with it, but I sensed it was time to go. I was already taking up too much room on the sofa, so to speak. Another reason why I keep my life so rich and busy around here. When lambs come I won't know how many fingers I'm holding up in front of me. Better get things done now.
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