Nah. Too much to do.
Well, always nice, food. Still, That only takes so long.
Um... "cuddling up"??Hmm. Ditto... 'Sides, I got the house to myself for another two days.
Meh!! Not according to Farmer's Almanac.
Snow started light and soft about four hours ago; I was watching the birds eat and noticed a downy flake or three float down. I didn't expect many more. I was mistaken.
A few moments ago
and it's not done yet.
Okay by me; I figure there will come a year when I'll be sick of it all. This isn't gonna be the one. In Texas, I might have seen some flakes (SNOWflakes; plenty of the metaphoric ones, eh?) every five years. I'm glad to be somewhere now that the reality of four seasons sparkles as beautiful.
Meantime, I got some foreign "-ing" words/practices to exersize: mopping, dish-washing, sweeping-- you know, kleening en generaux.
Guess I better grab a broom...
Man, I'm glad I doubled up on the beer run yesterday! HA!
Wandering Thoughts, ca. 1855
3 hours ago