The Weather Outside

Is not frightful though it's chilly. Inside, all afternoon flour has been flurrying, mixed butter and sugar beating against the side of the mixer bowl, with lashings of vanilla and spice. K has been baking up a storm. Shortbread, ginger crinkles; it's a delight to inhale the fragrance (even with the stuffy nose she passed on to me.)

The repurposed cans placed in a heavy duty tote, will store this bounty, outside where it can freeze. The dogs will be expected to earn their kibble by barking fiercely if the fat squirrel even looks at this storage arrangement.