Winter, redux

First, there was birdsong. The light changed. There was even a big thaw. Today, we have… big fat snow flurries? Sigh. Ontario winters get me every time.

The only reasonable thing to do at this point is make another massive curry (I can’t recommend this one highly enough) and crack open a fat book. Nick started David Mitchell’s The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet last night, and I embarked (it really does feel like an embarcation, in the best possible way) on Judith Flanders‘s Consuming Passions: Leisure and Pleasure in Victorian Britain. It starts well. Book report to follow.

How are you? Is it spring, where you are? And if so, could you please take a deep breath and blow a little zephyr this way?


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6 Responses to “Winter, redux”

  1. MelodyJ says:

    At the change of every season the weather goes back and forward for a while. Thanks for another recipe.

  2. Cass says:

    Hey Y.S,
    First things first. I love your books!! I was so happy when I found out that there was going to be a fourth! I thought there would only be three. But I can’t wait!!! I think Melbourne must have heard you plea for some warmer weather because we just lost ours. I hope it reaches you :D. The cold weather can be nice too though. Curled up, inside bed and a fantastic book is the best part. :D. You are more then welcome to our warm weather, now that I think about it. It was so nice to curl up UNDER the covers last night, my trusty teddy by my side. The past week it has been to hot to sleep let alone cuddle.
    Anyway thanks for being such an awesome writer. I have always wanted to be an author. (Maybe I will be one day. Here’s hoping!)

  3. Ying says:

    Melody, you’re absolutely right; wonder why I can’t manage to remember that? And if you enjoy the rendang recipe, the rest of that cookbook (James Oseland, Cradle of Flavor) is equally great. Thanks for commenting, Cass, and for your very kind words! I think a bi-annual weather swap is a terrific idea; let’s organize that asap. :) And yes, being an author is a dreamy job. I hope you keep writing your way towards it!

  4. Mara A. says:

    Spring where I live equals rain. And more rain. And still more rain. And even more . . . Things are starting to bloom, but other than that, it doesn’t really feel all that much like spring, either. Just cold and damp.

  5. Ying says:

    Oh, Mara. I grew up in a rainy place, and I feel your pain. Hopefully you can focus on all the buds! I’d give a lot for a few crocuses right now.

  6. Mara A. says:

    My crocuses were drowned in all of the rain. But they had a couple of days to be pretty, and that made the honey bees really happy! :)

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