It's 17 degrees outside today. There's a woodpecker right outside my window that is tapping and it kinda sounds like ice slowly melting and dripping off the slate roof. Perhaps that's just my hopes running off with my imagination. It is still nice to look outside and even though everything is brown and white, the little red headed woodpecker is working over the old apple tree for it's winter breakfast.
Today, I kinda feel like I'm always pushing the seasons to change faster, like the four seasons should be condensed and not drag on for so long. Perhaps it's just that winter doesn't seem so exciting after the holidays.
Today, I kinda feel like I'm always pushing the seasons to change faster, like the four seasons should be condensed and not drag on for so long. Perhaps it's just that winter doesn't seem so exciting after the holidays.
The first snow that pummeled down on in the new year lent well to building giant snowmen in the front yard. My sister and Travis made a huge snowman in browns gear and a green snow gator. Jason and I made a very disproportionate snowman (we forgot the proper way to roll snowman balls) with a huge center and a tiny base. We made a little snow dog for our snowman to stand next to with one ear up and one ear down, just like pepper.
The snowmen have been up for weeks, with their facial expressions changing as their pine branch eyebrows were moved by the wind and their bodies started to slump over in that brief warm spell, making them look like they are peering through the windows.
My new thing is sitting on craigslist and seeing what people are getting rid of. Recently, I got a little rabbit for free along with a couple pairs of silkie roosters from a 4H project who recently discovered that there's not always a 50/50 chance that you'll hatch a girl.
It is amazing what people are getting rid of... One man's trash is another mans treasure --- or at least something to do until it warms up outside.
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