Like these beavers in the Adirondacks, I am cozzled up at home today. There's a wood fire roaring, a hot toddy on my lap, and writing to be done. Later, an aged apple brandy from Westford Hill Distillery awaits. I just wrote about the Chateys and their wonderful eau-de-vie this morning, in the course of writing the History of Connecticut Wine. Of course they are not making wine, but...well, you'll see.
Roast chicken for dinner, and a relaxing night in front of the fire. Don't let such days pass you by. Savor each moment, like an amazing apple brandy, and life will seem long and meaningful.