It’s cold. A friend living in the “upper country” wrote to say that it was snowing this morning. It may well have snowed at Gilbert as well. And here in the valley, we got plenty of rain (.26 inch for the day).
It was raining when I got the dogs out of the kennel. Nellie marched purposefully to the field above the house, and I just let her go. I was not about to chase her down in that wet grass. Bess and I walked around the neighborhood for a few minutes, and Nellie rejoined us at the house some 15 minutes later.
When it was time to settle down – and I do expect the dogs to settle down and leave me in peace – Nellie was still marching restlessly around the house. Bess was on the big pillow, and they don’t share it well. Bess likes her share out of the middle, and Nellie won’t get on if Bess is already on the pillow. When they do share the pillow Bess leans heavily on Nell. It was obvious Nellie just wasn’t getting comfortable, so I did what Mike and I had agreed not to do – I went to the shed for a second big pillow, and the minute it hit the floor, Nellie was on it. She immediately went to sleep and didn’t much move for five hours. She’s somewhat arthritic, you know, and she needs space and cushioning.
|Our neighbor Roland|
I had lunch with sister Joni who was in town for appointments. She remarked that she was warm as she sat in her car this morning. Despite the dreariness of the day, somehow the sun manages to warm us through the windows at this time of year. And then tonight Ken and Ginny took me to dinner.
Speaking of cold and snow, Mike called tonight. Undoubtedly he’ll tell this story, but he and Sam got into cold and snow with the result that they had to alter their route. Mike has had enough and plans to head on home a little earlier than anticipated, but Sam is going to adventure on.
I sewed a little this afternoon but also spent time preparing for my role as delegate to a convention this weekend. KW