The Larch are a deeper gold now, almost done for the year. When they first change to bright golden yellow, they remind me of a Christmas ornament I grew up with. It was a little glass tree with gold trim, old and delicate.
We had a little snow a few days ago, but nothing stuck. It's been mostly cold and damp, when it's not cold and dry, enough to keep the fire going continuously. I love hanging out in the house, but I do feel healthier when I force myself to go outside.
There's a coyote prowling around, no doubt after the scent of our cats and their cat food. Rusty was in the kitchen and caught sight of him outside and then shot across the room and up the stairs. I hope he doesn't get the kitties, we should probably move them inside, but they're so rambunctious and messy. And who would catch all the mice in the garage? Snoodly is almost as big as Rusty now, he's a fine Tiger beast, and I think he will surpass Rusty soon.
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The cold is hard for me as I get older. In Texas, it flip flops back and forth, and we haven't yet had really cold weather. I can see, I think, why you would desire something different.
"Don't let the coyotes get the cats," Shelly whines. I have coyotes here ... and we no longer have feral cats. I'd hate for you to lose those two beauties.
Here's hoping that the flu is gone from your house for the season!
That's so cool you're taking piano lessons! I'm jealous. Do you have play a lot of scales, or is she the kind of teacher who lets you just play songs?
Glad you guys are all feeling better. Yes, the Idaho experiment can end anytime. You've proved you can survive up there.
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