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Thursday, January 5, 2012

The Post-Holiday Peace

It's funny. This first week of January I used to get a little blue. All the excitement being over and that sort of thing. But this year I'm pretty damn content. Oh sure, the world's a mess and crapola keeps happening, there are still worries (Strider starts vacay tomorrow and i won't really be at ease until she's home and dry) and stupid little annoyances (just found a dirty pan in my oven; it was absolute torture to extend my phone cords today). So what? My Hobbit home is reasonably clean, there are chops in the oven, Beest sleeps in the sofa cushions and while the winter wind whistles down the Brandywine, it's warm and bright in here.

Here we'll spend the cold and snowy (maybe) months, Beest and I feasting on roasted meats. Bundled in quilts and bedclothes, my mind far away in Westeros or Frostfangs, Beest snoring and dreaming of supper, we'll spend the long nights. Here at my desk we'll spend our days gazing out the window, my hand on her back, her purring with little chirpy noises.

It's a peaceful interlude in The Shire. There is war ahead but that's not now. Now there's quiet, and good meat, and companionable repose. Yes, I like this time of year very much. And I'm very glad to just be at home.

7 comments:

CarrieBoo said...

I know I haven't had all you've had to contend with, but I'm finding January easier than usual, too. Must be the accumulated frozen meat supply. Whatever it is, I could not have said it as eloquently as you! Aaaah, lovely post.

mybabyjohn/Delores said...

I can feel your peace seeping into my bones...

Austan said...

The accumulated meat supply! LMAO! That's perfect!

I hope it keeps in your bones, too, Lawless. And mine.

Lisa said...

ahhhh Westeros! I must thank you again for that gift. Bran Stark is looking down at those as they walk in the back door. Now, if I could finish the "Feast" in a reasonable amount of time, I'll be happy. Then it's on to a Dance with Dragons.

Austan said...

Lisa! You're welcome! He's over my shoulder; it's weird to see him on his feet. There's not enough time to read. I'm still in Feast!

sdt said...

Lovely writing, my dear.
Congratulations on finding home.

Austan said...

Aw, thank you Stevil.xx