Dulce Domum

Please pop over to Lisa's blog and see The Willows at a Minnesota tea party!  They cuddled up to a cute baby, too!

 There are SO many lovers of The Wind in the Willows.  My heart warms up by degrees when I find another Willows fan.  Lynn checked it out at her library.  A California blogger requested they stop at her house.  Jody at Gumbo Lily found a new Penguin edition with a stitchy cover coming soon.

This morning, I had a small dip into one of my editions and found Ratty and Mole at Mole's house.  Read this:

"Then, while the Rat busied himself fetching plates, and knives and forks, and mustard which he mixed in egg-cup, the Mole, his bosom still heaving with the stress of his recent emotion, related - somewhat shyly at first, but with more freedom as he warmed to his subject - how this was planned, and how that was thought out, and how this was got through a windfall from an aunt, and that was a wonderful find and a bargain, and this other thing was bought out of a laborious savings and a certain amount of "going without".  His spirits finally quite restored, he must needs go and caress his possessions, and take a lamp and show off their points to his visitor and expatiate on them, quite forgetful of the supper they both so much needed;  Rat, who was desperately hungry but strove to conceal it, nodding seriously, examining with a puckered brow, and saying, "Wonderful," and "Most remarkable," at intervals, when the chance for observation was given him."


The title of the chapter is Dulce Domum which means Home Sweet Home.  I am moved by Mole's love for his underground home and by Ratty's acknowledgement of its cozy features.

 And then the field mice came to sing carols.  Love that. I even went to a website this morning and listened to some old English carols. 

 Here's a little brightness for you.  The flowers at the grocery store are stunning.  Mixed-color rose bouquets make me smile in my heart.

 Another bright sight!  One of our party staples:  M&M's.  Kelli had a baby shower for April and many hands dipped into the huge bowl of YUMMY!  The picture is pretty, isn't it?


Reminded of egg goodness (egg-cup that Ratty's fixing above) I shall have an egg breakfast.  I'm home again today because Bill and I are going to a memorial service in Colorado Springs.

 And last, I must give some air time to my favorite Willow, Badger.  He's a homebody, you know.  He would not wish to be away from his hole for long.  I'm sure he misses the boys as they poke around in the Minnesota woods with Lisa.  It's okay, Mr. Badger.  I love you very very much and I would like to hug you around your neck and smooch behind your pink ears. 

Many of us are Badgers, sitting by our fires, cooking pot dinners for those who live in our hole.  Which reminds me, time to put the pot roast in the oven.  Bill and I will return home to the heady fragrance of beef and onion.  We'll light candles.  Maybe we'll have a fire.
Are you Badger?  Mole? Ratty?  Toad?