Sunday, January 30, 2011

That Was Then

Just a gorgeous day.  Bright blue sky with nary a cloud, narcissus pushing the envelope on the season, a breeze to make the clothes dance on the line.  (I wonder if passing neighbors laugh at my purple Scooby-Doo pajamas.)  

Yeah, well...that was yesterday.  Awoke this morning to driving rain that has now slowed to a drizzle under low, grey skies.  I did listen to the weather reports and had the forethought to bring several wagons of firewood up to the porch.  It's been warm enough lately I haven't needed a fire for several nights and the stock was low.
Experience has taught me to plan ahead and light the fire before it's really needed, because if I wait until I feel cold, it's too late.  It takes awhile for the fire to get going, and longer to heat the room, and by then it's teeth-chatter time.  Whoops, it's pouring rain again.  Of course it is, because it's almost time to go down to the barn.  Oh, goody.  No, I'm really not complaining.  We still need the rain and, when I can look back on a day like yesterday, I know it won't be long until spring finally stays.  In the meantime, I'm going to throw another log on the fire.

1 comment:

Kathryn said...

I am amazed when our weather - over 500 miles apart - can somewhat mimic each other. We do not have rain...yet, but it was talked about, and we have been having gloriously sunny days. As for the passing neighbors...maybe all they will say is, "Good for her - the ol' gal still has quite a sense of humor!" And kudos to the sense of humor of the pajama makers - someone had to MAKE the decision to make adult, purple, Scooby-Do pajamas in the first place. Puts a smile on MY face for sure!