Yesterday it snowed again. I didn’t measure how much, but it seems to me that it was well over a foot. My husband, Clif, and I hand-shovel and scoop our driveway, and it took us an hour and a half rather than our usual hour. Nature’s gym! Our little house in the big woods looks positively tucked in now, and we are running out of room to put the shoveled snow.

Never mind! The dog had a great time leaping and barking. We got our exercise, and for supper that night we had a cozy meal of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast made from homemade bread. Add a mug of tea, and what could be better?

For added satisfaction, it was a “mostly Maine meal.” The eggs, milk, butter, and bacon all came from Maine. The flour for the bread didn’t, but the bread itself was certainly made in Maine. In Winthrop, Maine, to be exact.

We bought the bacon at Barrels Community Market in Waterville. The bacon came from Herring Brothers in Guilford, Maine. The bacon is smoked and uncured. It doesn’t have added nitrates or nitrates. We fried the bacon until it was crisp; thick and smoky, it was some of the best bacon we have ever had. (Ditto for the garlic sausage we bought that also came from Herring Brothers. That sausage really jazzed up a black-bean chili I made a couple of nights ago.)

In a week or two, we’ll be heading back to Barrels for more sausage and bacon.

And, I hear there is more snow coming our way on Saturday.