Winter Storm Quiana

Winter Storm Quiana dropped about 3″ on our part of town.

It was really pretty and a feathery type of snow.  Easy to shovel.

We watched The Roomies shovel.  We didn’t help…just watched, lol.

When you are only 2″ tall the 3″ of snow can be a little dice.  Eddie said he was too cold for this fracking stuff.

The only one really prepared for the snow was RBG.  It’s because she’s super brilliant.

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Bird Watching With Remy & Alfie

Yesterday we went our little park.  It’s where we like to go for a little break from the day.

It’s been warm these past few days.  It’s really nice even though it’s supposed to be winter.  It’s always nice to get a small break from those arctic temperatures.

This particular park is a fan of bird watchers around town.  They even have an elevated deck with benches.  There are hawks, cardinals, blue jays and robins.  So much beauty to behold among the browns and blacks of winter.

It’s a lot of fun.  Some would think it boring but not us.  Happy January!

Let It Snow…But Just a Little

Winter Storm Inga made its way through our part of town today.

She was a nice Swedish girl and didn’t over stay her welcome.  We got about 1″ of snow and it’s fairly warm (34 degrees) so it wasn’t a mess out there.  I’m pretty sure we won’t even get to sled in what Inga left behind.  Oh well…maybe the next one, lol.  Bjorn out!

A Walk In The Woods

Yesterday the temps were in the 60’s.  Weird for January but after that last polar vortex (Yes, I know this sounds pretentious) it was nice to go outside without bundling up.  I loath it when my face hurts.

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The day was rather gray but who cares when you don’t even have to wear a coat.  I got to do some painting and some thinking.

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Looking down the empty road made me think of that Robert Frost poem The Road Not Taken.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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Gosh I love that poem.