It rained, it poured, they snored and she made a big pot of chili.

The wind is whipping...like Wuthering Heights during the snowstorm whipping.
The sky is grey, the ground is brown. It rained. almost all day.

Everyone slept in really late. So morning was rushed  relaxed once I said forget it...
...because really, what are we hurrying for?  It was nice. Slow is nice. Especially in winter.

I've had a pot of chili simmering on the stove all afternoon.
The wood stove is keeping the house warm.

We spent about 7 minutes outside...we wanted to see what the wind felt like.
It was damp and cold...even though today is warm for January.

XxOo