Mundane Monday: Frost

With our nightly temperatures dipping below zero every night frost on the windows is an everyday occurrence around here.

A beautiful, magical, everyday occurrence.

Thanks to Trablogger for her Mundane Monday Challenge! 

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Mundane Monday: Burrs

I dig them out in the spring, mow them down in the summer and burn them as they start to dry in the fall.

It’s a battle and I’m not on the winning side.

They stick to our clothes and our kids and our dogs.

They follow us into the house breaking into tiny pokey pieces until everything we own seems to be infested with their little hooks.

I do not like the burrs.

Though, some mornings, with a touch of sunlight and a bit of spiderwebs, they are quite striking…Burrs

…but this is war, they go on the burn pile tomorrow!

I’m linking up with PhoTrabloggers Mundane Monday Challenge pop over and see what other mundane things people have taken beautiful pictures of this week!

Mundane Monday: Blue

Over the years it has softly faded to the prettiest shade of blue.

Can you tell what it is?

blue shirt

It’s a shame my favorite t-shirt is so worn and see through that when I held it up to the window to catch the light, the camera kept trying to focus through the shirt to the yard beyond.

Despite its appearance I’m sure this is a high quality shirt you are looking at. I found it in an old pile of my parents’ T-shirts from before I was born. Already broken in and cozy, I think it’s worn surprisingly well. It might not block UV rays or, you know, vision but it doesn’t have a hole and it’s the softest t-shirt ever.

I keep wearing it, away from gatherings of mixed company, and crossing my fingers that it makes it through another wash cycle when I’m done.

Once again linking up with PhoTrablogger’s Mundane Monday. Be sure to pop over and check out more mundanely amazing pictures! 

Mundane Monday: Rug

My mom tells people that her house is decorated in “Early Cottage” style.  This is not so secret code for “Yes, our furniture is mostly made up of unwanted pieces from the summer cottages, half of which may border on antique, but that’s merely by happenstance.”  The cottages are old.

There was a time in my life when this embarrassed me to no end.

Of course that was during those years where the fact that I had parents that interacted with other people embarrassed me to no end.

Those times are gone.

I now happily go out in public with either of my parents and have a house complete with a few “Early Cottage” touches of it’s own

rug

I love my “Early Cottage” rug and thought it would be a perfect addition to this weeks Mundane Monday even if the clouds did roll in before I caught the beam of sunlight that often falls across it.

Mundane Monday – Super Socks

These socks have super powers.socks

I know, they look like your run of the mill, slightly dirty SmartWool socks.

They are.

The little hearts have nothing to do with their super powers, either. Though, they have kept them in my possession and off someone else’s stinky feet more than once. Which is pretty great but hardly worthy of super power status.

No, you can’t tell it by looking at them, but these socks exacerbate the effects of gravity on the wearer.

Super socks.

I have a fading bruise to prove that they should not be worn while attempting to move quickly.

I have lingering toe pain from proving that they are unsafe to wear while standing still.

And I have a suggestion from my husband that I no longer wear socks unless I’m sitting down and putting my boots on.

He thinks it’s because I don’t have the coordination to be a sock wearing, functioning human being, but I’m telling you.

It’s the super socks.

Linking up with PhoTrablogger’s Mundane Monday challenge again. Because if dirty socks (even ones with super powers) aren’t mundane I don’t know what is! 

 

Mundane Monday: Fire

A few years ago evidence was found that humans have been using fire for a million years.

A million years.

A million years of warmth.

A million years of cooking.

A million years of fires…fire

… and those moving flames are still captivating.

You would think a million years of experience ought to turn something mundane. Or, more realistically, a winter’s worth of fires in the wood stove, but I still get stuck watching the flames. Thanks PhoTrablogger for hosting another Mundane Monday Challenge!