Nothing better to do on a snowy day than to sit by the fire and relax after getting cold and wet outside.
The cars are all visible now, so when the occasion occurs when it’s time to escape cabin fever, we can leave the house.
If there is one thing that the dogs love more than a fresh tennis ball flying through the air, it’s a warm fire in the living room. I’m always having to tell the dogs to move away from the fire so they don’t burn themselves from the sparks. They make me so nervous.
It took me awhile, but the Jeep was the first one I unblanketed. I was a little worried about the weight of the 8 inches of snow on the soft top, but it turned out not to be that bad. The worst part about the whole process was getting down our neighborhood road. Once I got to the main road, it was smooth sailing. Although, when I returned home and tried to back into the spot I had left, but got stuck on the snow drifts I created when digging out the cars. I made it almost back where I started. Good enough. I didn’t even need 4 wheel drive.
Just a few days ago, we took down the Christmas tree in the living room and put all the ornaments away. The tree was placed on the back porch, still in the stand, until we turn it into mulch in the spring. The snow storm last night dressed it back up where it looks almost as amazing as it did with lights and tinsel. Although it’s January, it looks like a white Christmas once again. I’ll take it. White Christmas’s don’t come around here very often.
I hope you all enjoy the snow. Stay safe and warm.
In spite of the horrible weather surrounding my area lately, I managed to get the grass mowed today after work. The grass wasn’t too wet, thanks to the wind, but the ground sank a bit with every step like a sponge. If I had been watching the forecast, I would have mowed my lawn the day before the rain started like my neighbor, but I was too busy, or lazy, or whatever the case, and it didn’t get done. And then, of course, the rain came. The only saving grace is that the yard is on a slope, so not all of the grass grew extremely tall. The mower choked and coughed a few times on the giant blades, but she kept slicing and dicing and never quit. Now, instead of a jungle, I have an even canvas of green to welcome the new week. The next time it rains, my lawn is ready and thirsty.