I did a little cooking, a little watercolor painting with my daughter, a little reading and a little writing. A few cups of tea made the whole thing so, civilized. My husband made the season's first beef stew. The smell of the carrots, parsnips, onions, and meat wafted throughout the house most of the day as the crockpot did its magic.
As the darkness descended today, the wind picked up. Throughout the day, the swirling of the leaves and the broken twigs being tossed around the backyard has gotten louder. Winter has made herself at home in Syracuse.