In central Maine, we had a snow storm yesterday, and it brought between 6 and 8 inches of light, fluffy snow. A perfect kind of snow storm. Clean-up was easy, and we didn’t lose our power. This morning, Liam and I went outside, me to finish shovelling, and Liam to leap and bark at the flying snow. The air was clear and cold. The sky was a deep blue, and the sun made the snow sparkle in its white expanse. At the little house in the big woods, it seems as though we are surrounded by a sea of snow. This afternoon I’ll go out to finish the clean-up. If my nose and toes aren’t too cold, I’ll take the dog for a walk in the woods.

Dinner is all set. A few days ago, I put chicken legs in the slow-cooker and spread leftover cranberry chutney on top of them. This has given us three meals, and tonight I’ll use the last of the chicken. I’ll remove it from the bone, simmer it in the chicken drippings that I saved from the first slow-cooker meal, and serve the chicken and drippings over couscous. We had this last night, and my, it was good, if I do say so myself. The cranberry chutney has given the drippings a lovely, slightly tart flavor.

A nice warm meal for a cold night.