|the sun does its best to peek|
through the squalls
But, hope springs eternal......As I sit here typing this blog the sun has broken through and has begun to moderate the temperature. Can Spring be trying to arrive? Be still my beating heart!
The eves are dripping and a few minutes ago Lewis FLEW off the couch at the sound of a huge mass of snow sliding off the metal roof. Poor Lewis. A few brave souls are out trying to snowshoe on the lake.
We're not doing much that is exciting or even interesting these last few weeks. We're continuing to settle the cottage, take care of yearly Dr./dentist/Veterinarian appointments, taxes.
In our hurry to "get in" on moving day, Dave accidentally put our bed together backward and its been bothering us ever since. Today we hauled the heavy Tempurpedic mattress off the antique frame, dismantled the entire thing and put it back together the right way (and by "we" I mean Dave of course).
Most importantly, I'm filling March's calendar pages with promises of dinners and visits with our dear friends and family. Time is moving a bit quicker now, thank goodness.
Sasha takes turns snoozing on the couch, in her open crate and on the floor. Lewis is so bored he's offered us a choice of balls to play with this afternoon.