Last night brought just enough snow and ice for the steep area of our backyard to become a perfect sledding hill.
(just practicing with the new lens Santa left for me and I had to show off this shot 🙂 …)
Without all the trees that were lost to the recent hurricanes and blizzards the sledding is easier–no steering or leaning or dragging booted feet, except at the very bottom. It’s still necessary to bail out at the last minute or risk a dunk in the semi-frozen stream, that is if you are lucky enough to find one of the holes in the deer fence that the deer made for themselves when they realized my plants would otherwise be forbidden to them. But, whether the sledders crash or sail carefree to a softly padded finish in the undergrowth, it’s still nice to come into a warm fire, especially when there is chili waiting for the chili!
My ingredients are simple and in no time at all
a pot of chili can be bubbling on my stove.
I use beans and meat and corn.
Without all three it’s just not chili in my house!
What’s in your chili?
After I put the pot on the stove,
I rounded up a few of my foxy friends
pretty ribbon (from my stash!)
bright napkins in warm colors
and my red sled.
Luckily this fireplace lights with the click of a button, so instead of chopping wood I gathered more pretty things
and baked some cornbread muffins
(these are tastier than they look!)
What do you like on your chili?
Here’s grated cheese, sour cream and extra chili powder, or you might prefer jalapeños and onions.
As the chili bubbled I set the coffee table in the den.
(You can see another setting on the table HERE)
I thought about ways I could be this foxy.
I would love to take some dancing lessons! Mr. Fun says
He knows I mean with him. Like waltz and samba.
Do you dance with your honey?
Please tell me so I can say to him
“My bloggy friend _______ dances with her honey!”
Well, I’m off track in my usual wandering way, so let’s get back to the table in the den.
Mugs with cute tails are easy to hold when we aren’t seated around a table, and there can never be too many napkins.
I wrapped the flatware in napkins, one for each sledder, to make it easier to hold with chili hands.
The chili is ready now, the table is set, and the fire is roaring.
Once the cold night temperatures come, our driveway becomes an ice hill, no matter how much we plow, sand and salt, so we may be iced in tomorrow. Luckily, after several years in this house, we know now to plan ahead with food and heating oil!
We definitely have enough chili, and if you would come by I would offer you this dish.
But you’d better hurry because
Miss Chili-dog has her eye on it.
You can hear more from Nellie and see my poor apple trees HERE
joining these lovely hostesses