Winter storm blew in last night.
Half a foot of snow.
Boisterous winds.
Still rockin' and rollin' this morning.
Wind roaring outside my window, sounds like the surf crashing in at Two Lights.
More snow, sleet and rain on the way.
Recipe for disaster on a whole lot of different fronts.
The mares and more vulnerable horses are inside.
The bachelor band is outside, but they have access to a good shelter.
Stifling an urge to go back to bed and sleep until March.
Riddle:
Q. How is snow like sex?
:)
sj
No comments:
Post a Comment