It’s coming down. I’m sipping tea and staying up way late – but caught some sort of second wind and now want to putter. Neck is killing me today. Feeling fat and old. On the up side, I made a deal with some dude named Lenny and we’re getting a face cord of wood on Friday. Knock on wood it burns well and isn’t green and wet. And I made another deal with a dude named Jim and we’re getting the electrical circuit fixed on Thursday. Knock on wood it is simple and cheap. While I’m knocking on all this wood, I hope the snow is light and fluffy in the morning. It’s bitter cold tonight so it should be. Pundits are calling for more than a foot in the next 24 hours.
Our shrubbery are all dressed up like muffins with frosting
Been working the finances. We’ll get through it.
