A sensational snow storm dumped gobs of heavy wet snow and there’s more on the way. Of course it’s a good thing – aside from always needing the snow pack we are happy to get it over with now before we drive the sometimes treacherous 150 miles to the airport.

Cleaning the house: what I don’t want to wash, I just throw away. It’s not like we haven’t gotten our money’s worth out of whatever it is.

There is a pile of items for the Barkin’ Basement, too; rugs and such go to the Animal Shelter. Filled the feeders with the last of the sunflower seeds; the birds will have to fend for themselves for a while.