Monday, January 20, 2025, 16* Quiet.
Ruger barked at 3:30 until the threat of Chris plowing snow was gone. He sent a picture...main roads not plowed. Still, Chris drove making sure others could get to work on a Monday morning.
Trees begin to sway not enough to shake snow from branches. Snow falls from fence rails. Icicles hang from Starlink’s face searching gray skies for a signal. No tracks. Too much snow in dirty tracks of sliding door. Tracked snow on kitchen floor a path to rug-covered sofa path shaped like puppy paws and boots. No one wants to stay outside. Again. Snowing.
"It takes wisdom to build a house,
and understanding to set it
on a firm foundation." Proverbs 24:3
Art: L J Austin
