Perhaps if I’d titled this blog “Spying on the Nay-bors” you might have thought me a bit less weird. Perhaps not. In the middle of cleaning up tonight’s dinner, I ran outside three – yes, three – separate times to photograph the sunset. Which felt a lot like spying, because my horse neighbors kept giving me questioning glances, but couldn’t quite tear themselves away from the delicious winter grasses they were munching.
First, I looked up and thought, “Wow, we haven’t had a nice sunset in a while. I better go get a picture so I remember what that looks like!” Okay, that was filtered through my non-rose tinted sarcasm lenses. What I really thought was more like, “Wow, that’s pretty!” Satisfied that I had a decent shot, I came to the house, kicked the snow off my snow boots, and took them off by the door on the tile so I wouldn’t get snow-water all over the house.
Then, I looked back out the kitchen window, and thought something along the lines of, “It’s even prettier now, if that’s possible.” Snow boots back on. Clomp, clomp, clomp through the snow. Nay-bors look at me like I’m a crazy lady. Snap, snap, snap. Okay, now I’ve got everything I need. Kick, kick. Snow boots one and two. More dishes. Repeat entire process once more, almost exactly. Okay, seriously, I’m done.
Then, I looked out the side window. Yep, you got it: Run grab the camera. Click, click.
Alright, let’s go drop these cookies off! (Maybe I should take the camera with me? NO, the sun is setting…going away for the night!) You didn’t know there were cookies, did you? There are, and they are awesome. I (miraculously?) didn’t take any pictures, so instead I’ll share this with you:
It’s the new salted caramel latte at none other than my favorite coffee shop, Morsels – inspired by the chewy salted caramels that yours truly dropped off in December. Happy New Year to me!