As I type this entry, a frigid wind is driving a wintry mix of snow/sleet against the windows. It’s kind of a cozy sound, not much different than rain. Tap, tap, tap. Like grains of rice being thrown against them. It falls in blinding white sheets of frozen precipitation. BRRR. It’s now turning to ice and accumulating in piles that look like pillars of salt. Bizarre. I wish it was snow instead of this.
Rick is on his way home from work now at 12:30 p.m. I hope he makes it okay. Hopefully they’ve been out sanding the roads.
Uh, oh. The lights just flickered. Oh no.
I think the expression on this Blue Jay’s face says it all.
Posted by Lynne on 02/14/2007 at 09:53 AM
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