A November Morning Glorious Adventure

       Heavy frost on the picnic table at 5:30 AM. George is getting ready to go deer hunting.  He brought me my morning cup of coffee and the newspaper.  Hazel knows he is going someplace and is prancing around excitedly, hoping she will get to go.  Sorry, little dog.  George is gone.  I read the whole newspaper and ate cinnamon toast. 
       Hazel went out after George left, and cleared all the rabbits and stray cats out of the "back forty".  When I thought she had been out longer than usual, I went to look for her and caught her running along the outside of the front fence, trying to sneak back into the yard.  She stopped short when  she saw me.  I used my meanest voice to scold her and as she ran through the opened patio door, I managed to get a good whop on her backside with the leash strap that I had in my hand.  She went straight to her kennel.  After a while, she came out, all wiggle waggles, with that "see what a cute good girl I am" look on her face.  All was forgiven, and she spent the rest of the morning snoozing by my feet.
       I spent the morning painting iridescent autumn leaves on quilt blocks and listening to Josh Grobin, Susan Boyle and Simon and Garfunkel melodies.
It is cold outside, warm inside.  I am perfectly content.  This is exactly how I imagined old age and the winter of my life should be.  I do not have to go any place, do not have to do any household chores unless I choose to.  I am still in my nightgown.
       Our beloved Crystal sent us a message on Facebook today, telling us she is out of the hospital, living in a residential out-patient unit, and doing well.  There are two new pictures of her on her Facebook page.  In one she looks just like her Mother.  In the other, she is the exact image of her Dad.  How does she do that?  No matter who she is resembling at the moment, she is beautiful.  I remember her as a little girl with dark curly hair and silver  hoops in her ears--our little Gypsy Girl.
     This may not sound like much of a glorious adventure to anyone else, but it is very satisfying to me.