Yesterday's recreating went well.
Our plan was to head to the bookstore, each buy a book (we had gift certificates), head next door to a cafe for hot drinks and soup, spend a few hours wandering in an art museum and wind the day up with Indian food. All that did go as planned but just before we were about to leave we remembered the trash and recycling so we had to take that over and the car was low so we had to fill it. Just as we were finishing that up, my dear one said "so, what did you think of our date? See, candle light?" and he gestured to large, wooden decorations that looked something like candles. He's a riot.
The bookstore was heaven, as always, but this time even more so. We had no time constraints, no one at our elbow BORED and wanting to leave. We picked out books, chatted with the clerk and went for soup and salad next door. We had about 2 hours in the art museum but it took a while to get there. The snow so deranges people, how silly. We stopped off on the way to peruse comics, with no danger of being cajoled to buy some expensive game... except by each other. The art museum was wonderful. We saw some Renoir, Degas, and other impressionists. There were also a number of art objects under glass, some dating from the 13 century BCE. I love museums, so quiet, patrons so reverent. It was a small museum so we had pretty well seen everything by closing time. Indian food was absolutely smashing and the chai tea could not have been better. The cold fled from our bones as the candlelight danced in our eyes and the music soothed our souls. Upon returning to the car we discovered my dear one had lost his hat and one glove. We found them back in the comic store lot, covered in snow but, no worse for their misadventure.
The lost item delay cost us though. The snow was much heavier in that time and a normally 30 minute trip home cost us over an hour. We were together so it wasn't all bad. We were laughing at the people who had apparently never seen snow before and thought a crawling speed was necessary to avoid certain peril. All in all, a lovely, lovely night.