Ahhh, greetings! Welcome to another of my little, fluffy open threads. And hey, welcome to December! This week with extra fluff— snowy fluff!
How's everybody doing? The last bit of turkey risotto was finished off by one of the lads. The turkey enchiladas were a hit. We're down to a frozen bag of leftover stuffing, a cup of gravy that #2 Son has been slowly incorporating into sandwiches, and a jar of turkey broth.
But there's one thing we started to get the day after Thanksgiving that has stuck around longer than the turkey; we've got snow! On Thanksgiving strong winds began to blow and by the next morning we were having the first proper snowfall of the season. By the time we got out to take a walk in the woods with Fabulous Mother-In-Law, there wasn't much left.
When we stepped outside after seeing Fabulous Mother-In-law safely back into her apartment, there were tiny motes of snow falling. During the drive across town it really started coming down.
The temperature kept hovering around zero. The sidewalks in our neighborhood were getting icy, wet and treacherous. The city wasn’t doing a particularly good job of clearing paths. I didn’t witness any falls, but there were moments of shared humor in our mutual moments of startlement as my neighbors and I circumnavigated the worst sections.
On Monday I headed downtown to run a couple errands.
I was told by someone I met that day, that near our place out in the country there's about 20 cm of snow on the ground. I just might be able to get some cross country skiing in this year.
All week it has continued to snow lightly off and on.
I'm a werelynx for all seasons. I’m not a fan of the ice unless I've got my skates on, but there are few things I find more calming and magical than a walk in the snow.
Thanks for stopping by.
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