The Weather Outside Is Frightful!

We sure got hammered with snow this weekend with about a foot and a half on Saturday. It was one of those all day storms that just keep going and going. To my eyes it was beautiful. To the eyes of the owner of the local ski slope it was more then beautiful as it means a couple more weeks of income. With the incredible amounts of snow we've had this winter it's made for the best skiing season that we've had in a number of years.



We made good use of it by going snowmobiling this afternoon. Nine of us went including T and D and two of their friends. D was with me and was fine until he fell asleep on the way home, something about the hum of the machine and the nice fresh air that puts him right out.


It was gorgeous out there this afternoon. It was about 30* with the sun shining so it wasn't cold for us at all, in fact with all my snowmobiling regalia on I was a bit overly warm. The snow was fluffy and soft, clinging to the branches as we went through the woods. Son and T were the first in line so they were covered with snow from hitting the low branches that were heavy with the new snow.

It's almost surreal winding through the woods on the trails, going over bridges with the streams running below you. With the hum of the machine and your helmet on you don't hear anything else and it is peaceful and white. It's much warmer in the woods too as you are protected from the wind that whips across the big open fields. The air is fresh and brisk which gives your cheeks a nice flush of color, especially the youngsters. There's nothing any cuter then a tot with cheeks red from being out in the snow.

I had lots of visitors to my feeders on Saturday. When it storms it brings them in from far and wide. I put out about three times the normal amount of feed to get them through the storm. See how tightly they were packed into this open feeder!

No these aren't my choppers, this is a cake! Can you believe it, I think it is a hoot! Do I need to get a life or what???



A couple of you asked me if I painted the mural on the playroom wall. I would like to be able to say yes I did but that is not the case. A friend of mine painted it and it is one of my treasures. Sure looks like you could walk right up that road to the barn doesn't it?

I hope this cartoon doesn't offend those of you that are delicate in nature but I grew up in the country and an outhouse was a way of life until we got 'indoor plumbing'! We had a 'three holer' back then, two larger and one small one with the obligatory Sears catalog in there more for looking at then for....ahem....well you get my drift.. Our outhouse was attached to the house and barn by a long corridor so we didn't have to go outside to 'go'..... So I thought this cartoon was a howl!

I hope this finds you all well and having a good start to this first week of March.