December 2, 2015 Snow & Rime

Rimed, but not rhyming.

Rimed rose hips.

Monday 11/30. It looked like tiny flakes of snow were falling as I went out to feed the girls this morning, but I thought it was just flakes of frozen fog - pogonip.  Within a half hour, it proved to be snow.  We had another storm due in tonight.  Guess it arrived a bit early.

As the snow began falling, the fog moved out.  When the snow let up, the fog moved back in.  This went on most of the day, but the snowfall was so light that we barely got a quarter inch.

I wrapped most of the Christmas presents and packaged them for mailing.  JB spent time on his computer, and baked some double-chocolate, Costco-size muffins.  Neither of us spent much time outside.  Only out there for chores.

Tuesday 12/1. It was 12 and overcast this first day of December.  By 9:00 am we could see blue sky to the east, but that was soon covered over again.

JB left for Down There at 9:30 a to see if we could get a better deal with Verizon.  Turns out it was one day late to not have to pay for our data overage in November.  But we got a better deal for another $25 a month, including no limit on anytime minutes on our phones.  And, of course, we never go down for just one errand, so I gave the grocery list to JB plus a couple other items.  He also mailed the Christmas box to Alabama.

I cleaned house a bit and spent some time on the computer.

JB was back home by 2:30 pm.  So nice to sit down with the newspapers after unloading everything.  Our high for the day was 16, and it turns out that we were in the clouds, not fogged in.

The initial thrill from having actually started my book has changed to almost panic about not having the time to write it.  The project having caused a major shift in my life.  That old adage keeps popping into my head: Be careful what you ask for.

Wednesday 12/2. It is 18 and partly cloudy this morning and we received 2-3/4" of snow during the night.  We have to get my Jeep down for the winter soon, if not today.

Thought for the day: The ultimate result of shielding men from the effects of folly is to fill the world with fools. Herbert Spencer