Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Sometimes the urge to blog is almost a compulsion. I guess that happens when you have stuff to say and nobody to listen....you 'talk to yourself' on the pages of your blog and hope someone else will read and understand. Take tonight, for instance. I've been up a long, long time. But, I wanted to get an anniversary post up bright and early on Shady Hollows anniversary day.
To my follower's and occasional visitors, thank you so much for taking time to read my ramblings. I hope you at least get a chuckle ever so often. I'm looking forward to my second year of blogging and what it may bring. The frustrated writer has finally found a home.
Monday, February 15, 2010
I want to sip my coffee and write my blog posts from the front porch or the deck. Not inside looking out as a cold wind blows snow around.
As each new morning breaks the sun rises a bit earlier and the days are getting longer. Soon winter will loosen its grip on the land. I know that. I just want it to hurry up!
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Yesterday it was reported that every state in the union except Hawaii had snow. It isn't over yet. We still have the rest of this month and then March (remember the Blizzard of 1993) to get through before snow danger is over. Of course, Mother Nature doesn't use our calendar, I can remember a 4 inch snowfall that occurred in April about 29 years ago. We may be building for another of those late Springs, if the weather pattern holds.
We are all snug and content at Shady Hollow. Jim has a bit of cabin fever and I'm itching to dig in the dirt. It's much more fun to shovel compost than snow as far as I'm concerned. Everything in its season is the rule of the game that has existed since time began. Maybe we'll get out soon. Jim needs a change of scenery. I need new florescent lights for my grow room and a big bag of potting soil. I have the seeds already.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Why do they insist in using this path while I'm trying to type?
Why do a select few of them think the mouse is a nice item to sit on in the middle of the night, causing the computer to come to life and awaken me from my few hours of slumber?
OK, I know why; its because they are cats and that is what cats do. Sigh.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Maybe I needed the downtime. I don't even feel guilty at not doing all those things I might have done. We had the ice storm that I had foreseen back in December. Lucky for us, the main blast hit on the other side of town. People over there had up to an inch of ice and some are still without power. Farther north, the storm reached epic proportions and made history with the amounts of snow it deposited in the mid-Atlantic states. Some of my northern friends are still digging out.
Today I'm up early. It only takes a few days for my body clock to revert to normal time vs. second shift time. That's a good thing today. I have things to do and places to go that I couldn't do last Friday.
Now that my inner voice says its safe, I have some potting soil to buy and seeds to start in my plant room. Spring is just around the corner, you know.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
And the Goddess said, "OK. Here you go."
Friday, February 5, 2010
We had tried many store-bought scratching posts and pads, some covered with carpet others with sisal rope. None received a passing glance from the queen-in-residence. She much preferred the trim on the kitchen cabinet doors. When he brought it upstairs and placed it in the dining room, Miss Pretty fell in love at first sight. The cabinets (and the marriage) were saved.
Over a span of 19 years and 11 cats the old scratching post has developed plenty of character. It wears long deep gashes from years of claw sharpening. To my husband and I, it is a piece of art, carved by our beloved pets and wearing the autograph of each and every one.
I woke up at 5:00 a.m. wanting coffee and to know what the weather was doing. The coffee is delicious, but it's still too dark to tell much about the weather. Since the outside temperature is holding at 30° I figure at least part of the rain that's falling is freezing on contact with everything. I do know that the little white pine looks ice laden; I can see it in the glow of the outside light.
Over the years, Pa has teased me for walking the cottage during storms of any kind. First going to one door to look out, then over to the other, then various windows in a never-ending circle of watching. After I got home yesterday evening, I watched him do the same thing. From front door to back door, he got in his exercise. I settled in to watch TV and play on the laptop. How things, and roles, have changed around here, I thought.
I hope the weather forecasters miss on their dire predictions of up to ½ inch of freezing rain today. Freezing rain is scary when you live under as many big, old trees as we do. I think that is what prompted Pa's watchfulness last night. We were both praying for it to continue to snow with no changeover.
The weather report says our temps will fluctuate around the freezing mark all day. I'll have to make the "go-to-work or not" decision at some point. I think that stresses me out most of all.
I think I'll get another cup of coffee, check outside both doors and well, keep waiting for daylight.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
I was sick yesterday, but still managed to get Tigger to the vet. I stayed home from work though. Factory work can be rough when you're sick.
I'll get back to work tonight and try to get my ducks in a row here today as well. One day of almost total down-time takes me about 2 days to catch-up and make right. Pa helped a lot yesterday though, bless his heart.
Today will be a catch-up day here and at work. Tomorrow may be another go to the store and stock up for the next winter storm day. We'll see. I have yet to catch a long range weather report.
This post is one of those with no real news, no insightful comments, no mind-boggling revelations, nothing. It's just to let you all know that Shady Hollow is still covered by snow, is getting rained on at the moment, but is still standing. Her inhabitants' are hanging in there and doing well.