If you need more words, the rest can be found here.
When you choose to not drive…
and leave your car at the side of the road,
the snowplow will eventually come by…
to ensure that you go nowhere.
WordPress informs me that Monday was my blogiversary.
I’m much less lonely than I was nine years ago. Thank you for that!
Wishing you a Merry Christmas and happy ALL the holidays!
Walking in the park on Sunday afternoon, I was surrounded by the warm scent of pine needles and butterscotch. I love our tall Ponderosas.
At 10:20 pm last night, this creature came through the front door:
I told EB that he looked like a miner and sent him to wash in the laundry room utility sink.(I’m not mean — I also filled a dinner plate with meat & veggies and poured him a glass of milk and a glass of water.)
He drove 90 minutes home looking like that and he plans to return on Thursday to finish the job. Tonight he hits the shower before he hits the sack; tomorrow he drives an hour in a different direction to chop and split firewood. All this for $10-15 an hour. Sometimes I wonder if he regrets dropping out of college.