After days of rain and gloomy weather, the sun came out yesterday. "What is that bright light in the sky?" Even though the grass (or what passes for grass up here) was wet, the goats settled down to bask in the weak warmth after breakfast.
Trying to get to the birdseed through the acorns was like walking on ball bearings and could be hazardous to one's health. It's not enough that I have to cope with the chicken pen slip-and-slide or the shoe-sucking muck in the goat pen or the frozen leaves on the deck. I don't need to go to an amusement park to get my thrills, for sure. I've not yet come up with a disposal program for all those acorns, but the guys were full of suggestions, most of them pure evil. Clay suggested I give everyone slingshots for Christmas and let them have an Acorn War. Hmmm. No. "Kid, you'll put your eye out." (He said he'd bring goggles.) Until I figure it out, I choose to shut the door and ignore the problem, although I doubt it will go away.
After waiting months (months!!) for Workers' Compensation to approve, Larry finally had his knee surgery this week. Not such a bright spot is that he won't make it up to be with the gang for Christmas. That's two of my chicks who won't be here in the nest for the holiday.
Taking advantage of the sunny day, I drove up to Grizzly Flat to finally pick up the oak table and chairs. The lady and I had been trying to connect, but timing and rain kept delaying the project. That was another bright spot in my day, as was having Helper Dude come over to unload the furniture from the truck. The chairs went into the dining room and the table went down into the shop. Three dining room tables for a single woman seems a bit of overkill. (But Steve would be so proud.)
Having burned the last stick of firewood on the porch, it seemed prudent to bring wagon after wagon load of wood to the porch in the afternoon. Well stocked just in time as the temperature started dropping about sundown and I got a fire going. It's windy and rainy again this morning and snow is predicted by 8 a.m., reverting to rain and then coming back by 5 p.m. to last through the night. Seems like I'm in for a white Christmas. With any luck, it will melt off by Saturday when the Kids come up. They are, as always, the brightest spots in my life.
It was a good day.