We had two cold nights in a row last week and on the second night I woke up and had to pull another blanket onto the bed. I knew it was time to turn on the furnace and find my fleece. The cats have demanded their fleece as well and have been snuggling down into their blankies and dreaming about things cats dream about. Since we humans do not have fur, or real fleece or big fluffy squirrel tails, we need fake fleece.
|Glass Squirrel Candy/Nut Container|
This morning our low temperature was 35 and when I got out of bed I felt that coolness in the room before the furnace kicked into its warm up setting. So I felt that little chill and I knew it was time, time to break out the fleece. This morning I pulled a large plastic bin down from my closet shelf and began rummaging for something warm to wear today. I found my favorite berber fleece tunic. Oooh the cozy comfort of fleece!
|Red Wing Pottery Maple Leaf Dish 1950's|
|Evans Enameled Tray 1950's|
The gorgeous tray above was made for use as an ash tray and was sold in sets that included cigarette lighters. I love the fact that it now will be used for holding something more benign, like change or mail. The color and texture of the enamel and the leaves in antique brass, just shouts fall to me. The glorious show that mother nature puts on for us with the changing leaf colors is just another reminder to unpack the fleece.
As I watch the sun shining through the golden tinged leaves I am thinking cozy thoughts. My kitten Guy jumps onto my lap and starts kneading on my fleece covered arm. His purr makes me feel that all is right with the world, especially while wrapped in fleece.