Somewhere near Lanesville

Sweetie and I went for a little drive on a snowy Friday morning, and these guys just charmed me to pieces. I find it amazing all we humans need are painted eyes to change a rock into an animal.

It has been cold but not bitterly cold here, and snowy but not too snowy, and overcast a good bit. As usual in January, I am sleeping a lot and doing very little. With Sweetie gone over half of each week, I don't cook much and therefore don't have much to clean. I have the thermostat set at 64º trying to save money and so of course I am little cold. I am lonely but don't want to leave the house.

Howard has taken a turn for the worse, so I have brought him back inside to live in the tub. Henny and the chicks seem to be fine out in the triangle coop, which offers them good shelter and protection.

Closing on the house looks to happen by mid-February, barring some catastrophe. Had it inspected last week and while there are a few things that need attention, none of it was a deal breaker.

I am progressing on the socks. The color pattern suddenly corrected itself on the heel flap and they are mostly matching again. I've completed the gussets and now it's a straight shot to the toes. Oh, remember that I gave my doctor a pair of socks last spring to thank her for not charging me for two office visits? She communicated that she was really loving them in the cold. That makes me happy.