This morning we caught Question Mark Kitty in the shelter house. He ran off while we provided food and another towel, but he stood and watched. Tonight he was gone. I hope he's warm.
All this weather we're having makes it feel like we all live in the same neighborhood.
More deception on the grandkids front. First Christmas milk and now candied plums. That's right, candied plums.
Otherwise known as prunes. She loves them, he wasn't falling for it.
Every winter I feel as though life slows down to a crawl, but this month I have been busy. I realized a few things tonight like how I miss you guys.
I read your blogs on my phone and think I will go back later on the computer and comment, but I don't.
I also remembered that I can email a post to blogger from my phone! Maybe that will help. It's what I'm doing now.
Does this weather make anyone else think of the books The Long Winter or Little Town on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder? That's what today has put in my head. I may dig those out tomorrow and read my head off.
3 comments:
I feel like I am in a snow cave...dark and with no good wine... I love the plums..you and my Dad have a lot in common...with clever names I mean...hang in there.... this too shall pass...hugs...Michelle
We are in same situation here in WI, but with a house filled with wine and... plums. My toddler LOVES them. Can you believe it? I have to hide them or she would eat a whole package! Well with us being stuck at home, why don't you post a few more and indeed some comments on your friends blogs would not hurt either! hhehe
The book I think of in weather like this is A Lantern in Her Hand by Bess Streeter Aldrich or Giants in the EArth by Rolvaag.
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