Icelandic Wool Socks


Instant immersion back into winter. 
Florida sunshine a fleeting memory.
Here the icy chill of a snow laden ground.
Whistle of wind through bare tree branches.
Comfort food the only possible remedy.
A bacon and eggs kind of day.
A chicken soup kind of day.
A meatloaf in the oven kind of day.
A hot cup of tea while
reading kind of day. 
Icelandic wool socks on my feet kind of day.

About Mary Jane

I am a retired English teacher. My husband, Frank, and I have lived on Cape Cod since 2000. I am a lifelong bread baker and writer and have been posting a blog on Falmouth Patch for the last few years. Savory Seasons has been largely devoted to recipes and food in general. I am hoping to expand my focus in this new blog.
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