The following few paragraphs were written Saturday night, December 28th:
They say ("they" can certainly cover a lot of ground) we have a big storm coming our way. I wish it was to be all snow, but the temperatures are supposed to be right at the freezing point so we're warned to watch out for a rain/snow/ice mix. Not the kind of winter weather anyone wants to see. We're looking for it to start tonight and hang around until sometime Monday.
We're fully prepared for such weather having as much food, of course, as we could possibly want to ride out any nasty weather, and the wood box on the enclosed porch is piled high with a double load of dry wood along with the two wood holders inside the house which are filled to the brim.
It's not unusual for us to have a spate of winter weather right around Christmas so this is not surprising. There are certain things that must be done outside every day to keep our little place going, but other than that I'm kind of looking forward to tomorrow and possibly Monday being enjoyed without doing anything extra. I have two books I ordered from the library that I'd love to dive into.
Did I mention I've been ordering holiday themed movies from the library for us to watch during the time leading up to Christmas and through New Year's? Darn, but a couple/few of them have been returned unwatched (where does the time go in each 24-hour period, where?!), but we currently have two here waiting that I picked up earlier this past week. The weather just may turn out to be conducive to actually picking a time for both of us to sit down and watch them.
And here I am again, Sunday, December 29th:
We woke to this snow covering this morning. The temp has stayed a degree above or below 34° and the snow is about as heavy as can be. At that temp, why is it snowing rather than raining?
Morning chores entailed clearing off poultry houses, steps and walkways. Since the snow isn't predicted to be over until sometime tomorrow, we won't do much more clearing until then. The forecast says we may get rain with this storm, too, which won't be much fun at all.
When we got up this morning, I had visions of spending a good portion of the day in my quilt room but you know what they say about the best laid plans of mice and men . . . and apparently me, too, as I haven't made it in there yet. Papa Pea just said he's going outside to do a little more shoveling (the guy really knows how to have fun) so I'll probably guilt myself into clearing off the front deck and wooden walkways on either side. If this snow continues as predicted, it will definitely be easier to clear off the 4-5" of wet stuff we have . . . than waiting until we get more . . . or it becomes soaked with rain.