Wednesday, December 17, 2014

December 17, 2014 Snow & Another Latte

Handmade gifts from Suzann
and her daughter, Liz

Life can be rough for our dogs. . .
















Monday 12/15.  Was mainly an indoor day, just doing our stuff.  Nice to see white on the ground again.  Still getting an egg every other day.

We put ice chains on Miss Kitty's front tires, which was much easier than putting them on the back ones.

Tuesday 12/16.  Snow was falling and the temp was 28 this morning.  I had decided to go Down There to do laundry and a few errands, so I left in Miss Kitty at about 9:00 am.  Took me an hour and a half to get to town.  Of course that included transferring everything into the Jeep.  About a mile down the paved road, the snow turned to rain.

Most of the laundry was the three new sets of sheets that JB's Mom gave us.  Am anxious to try them out.  Sent out the last of the packages, including Sandy's.  Even though I know she will open it as soon as she gets it, I wasn't sure we could get it there by Christmas if I didn't send it today. 

Got a peppermint mocha latte, and this will definitely, most likely be my last one for a while.  Now it is JB's turn to go Down There.

I let Larry and Elsie's dogs out for a romp and a pee on the way home, and noticed that the snow all around their house was covered in bird tracks.  Too large to be the flock of quail they have who come to share the chickens' corn, so must be turkeys.  Whatever it is, there are lots of them.

The trip down and back up the mountain was beautiful and easier than I thought it might be with ice under the snow.  We received about 1-1/2" for the day.

Watched the last three episodes of season five of Castle.  I loved the ending, and am so glad we have season six.

Wednesday 12/17.  It is 28 and snowing again this morning.  Looks like we might have 3-4 inches and it's still coming down.  We may have a white Christmas after all.

Thought for the day: We are so concerned about how things will turn out.  God seems more concerned about how we will turn out.  Philip Yancey, from his book The Question That Never Goes Away

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