Wind and cold. That’s how this winter is stacking up. Not a very pleasant description and I am totally over it. I’m ready for spring, cook-outs, s’mores, planting more asparagus, potatoes, and I have my eye on another spruce tree.
Yesterday was supposed to be the day I wrote this blog, but the day slipped away. I pitted cherries for a pie (frozen from last summer), baked the pie, played with grandchildren, went to a meeting with another writer, got company, and somehow the day was gone and I had forgotten to sit down and write.
Today I’m going snow-shoeing. Yay. First time this season. At least I will be somewhere where the cold is matched by snow and beautiful scenery. In two days, my nephew arrives from Germany. Over the hill we go to sort some more at my Mom’s house. There, we have a real fireplace and can make s’mores in winter. One great compensation for the long drive and never-ending job. Have a good one, as the saying goes.