This morning I felt the chill on the kitchen floor. Time to dig out cozy socks but still too soon to crank up the heating. I stood looking out at the rain while crunching on the best, true French bread (local La Farm bakery), toasted lightly, topped with butter and fig preserves, all warm and gooey. Hells bells to diets once Winter is looming! Comfort food. Later I made a pot of soup, one of our faves, cream of cauliflower, topped with crusty croutons made with the last of that French bread.
Tonight we change the clocks, 'fall back' and relish that extra hour in the darker morning.
I'm ready for it!!!