So I know you all have been tossing and turning and gnashing your teeth over the fact that I haven’t posted in a few days (and you have, haven’t you?), so I thought I’d let you all know that this week, here my village? It’s been well above zero everyday so far. And with all the daylight we now have (okay okay, I give on the whole goddamn daylight savings time…at least for now), Howard and I want to do little else but take the dogs outside and bask. We love walking on the frozen river marveling at how it’s actually Spring and we’re standing on a good six feet of ice. Still.
The air is crisp and my face has a rosey glow of a “snowtan”. And in just a couple of months, that very place where I walked on ice will be flowing water. Water that is just itching to have my boat break its surface (that sounded dirty didn’t it?).
My boat. Ahh, the boat that is sitting in my backyard all lonely and waiting for the snow to go away and the ice to move out.
But for now, I’m enjoying my favorite season even though it really isn’t winter anymore. This is the kind of weather I really love. Sunny, snowy, and just warm enough to be able to pack in your hand to make a snowball.
Oh God. I sound like a student essay don’t I?