We didn't get either of the "big" snows recently predicted. Since the two inches we did get have been on the ground, our temps have stayed slightly above freezing both day and night which makes for slushy, slippery, messy walking out and about. To say nothing of the current luge run state of our driveway.
The sun has apparently temporarily taken off for parts unknown, because we haven't seen it for a while. The grayness makes the damp, mistiness of the air feel much colder than it is. Do I sound totally humbug? Not really as we've got it plenty warm and cozy inside. No complaints there. But I am eager for true winter time to arrive.
The ice on our pond resembles the "rotten ice" we see in the spring. Our waterfowl have discovered they can poke holes in it here and there without falling through, so it's those openings they've been hanging around, submerging their heads for a good, refreshing drink. Seems pond water tastes better than the pans of water we keep out for them.
The weather people are now telling us we're to expect nothing but rain for the next several days. So. I ask again, where is winter?
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Time for me to take down the fall through Thanksgiving decorations and pull out all the boxes relating to Christmas. That's on my schedule for tomorrow. We frequently put up our Christmas tree right after Thanksgiving, but this year it doesn't seem like that time can be here already.
I haven't had a bathroom rug for in front of the sink that coordinated with my holiday themed shower curtain so I picked out some Aunt Lydia's Rug Yarn I purchased on eBay (it's no longer manufactured) and just this morning finished putting the fringe on the ends of it.
It measures 23" x 33" excluding fringe, made to fit in the particular area where we'll use it.
I think I did a purdy darn good job of choosing rug yarn that matches the fabrics in the shower curtain.
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Now, if I could just find my magic wand, walk through the house twirling it over my head, and have the old decorations down and put away and all the holiday ones in place. Whoopee! Ha, if only.