Favorite Quotes

"In every walk with Nature one receives far more than he seeks" -- John Muir

"A bubbling brook will lose it's song if you remove the rocks." --unknown

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched; they must be felt with the heart." -- Helen Keller

"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about dancing in the rain." -- unknown




Tuesday, February 4, 2014

When Did I Move to Siberia?



Brutally cold today!  Temps near zero with strong, steady gusts pushed the wind chill to almost 30 below.  No reprieve from this hellish wind until sometime tomorrow afternoon – we hope. After today, just plain zero would feel pretty darn good. 

Poor dog has been cooped up in the house for several days due to the cold.  The old girl can’t take the cold too well anymore, so she stays in the house while I’m at work (with a brief potty break outside at lunch time). When I get home in the evenings she’s pretty wound up and wants to romp around the yard, but her feet get balled up with snow and she hobbles back into the house.  If she could only understand that the silly little boots would help protect her paws, perhaps she would stop resisting them…

Tonight the temps are hovering around -19 (with the gusting wind).  At almost 10:00 the dog had to go out just one more time.  Long underwear, flannel pajama pants, t-shirt, sweatshirt, snow pants, wool socks, snow boots, wool hat, ear muffs, two pairs of socks and a scarf.  The only part of me not covered up in multiple layers was my eyes.  Took me ten minutes to bundle up so the dog could go outside for 30 seconds to pee…

There has been no sign of life outside since last week Thursday.  The deer that usually trek through the yard at night have hunkered down elsewhere to ride out this latest blast of arctic weather.  Even the Magpies, who are usually out and about in the most brazen weather, have been absent.

This is typically January weather, although it hasn’t been this cold, even in January, for quite a long time.  I’m going to be optimistic here and say that this is winter’s last hurrah before the old Blue Marble begins leaning toward spring.  

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