84: Snowshoes might be nice

(After the snow storm.)

Today’s walk was hard work.  The snow is just about up to my knees in most places.  It’s at hip level where the drifts have formed.  Trudging through it is a good cardio and strength workout.

(Today’s view of the pond.)

I was thinking that I don’t really want (or need) anything for Christmas.  I’m trying to downsize my ownership of stuff.  But after today’s walk I’ve changed my mind.  A pair of snowshoes would be nice, especially since I am committed to getting outside every day this winter (and beyond).

(Snow in the cattails.)

M wants cross-country skis.  Those would come in handy, too.  I think, though, I’d feel better balanced with snowshoes.  I have not yet taken the camera with me when we cross-country ski because I fall at least once, something that is probably not good for the camera.

(Where the doves live.)

It took me about an hour to work my way around the pond and back into the woods.  Normally, when there is no snow, I could make it around in about 15-20 minutes at a brisk pace.

(In the future woodland.)

I saw lots of birds on today’s excursion into the great outdoors.  Mostly chickadees and cardinals.  There were animal tracks at the back of the pond.  Having no experience with tracks or tracking, I’m not sure what they were.  Birds have left their scratch-like tracks on the edges of the pond, probably looking for a drink.

(Another view of the creek.)

That’s about it from the Bogs for today.  I’m off to reward myself with a cup of hot chocolate.  If you hurry over, I’ll make a mug of cocoa for you, too.

Hanging around

The title sums it up.  Nothing new here in the Bogs lately.  Just hanging out, exercising, and doing the daily chores.  M has been getting the attic ready to have new insulation pumped in.  Perhaps that will help keep the old homestead a little warmer in the winter and cooler in the summer.

The snow that was forecast earlier in the week never appeared.  It snowed north, south, and east of us, but not a flake to be seen here.  Perhaps the woolybear who predicted a mild winter was right.  We usually have had at least one decent snowfall by now.

That’s it from the Bogs for now.  Exciting stuff, eh?



(Picture from EnchantedLearning.com)

Our home in the Bogs has been invaded. By mice. I keep finding signs of them in various places throughout the house. They seem to have mostly stayed in the basement, but there were a few droppings in the bathroom closet on the main floor.

I’m thinking about asking one of our friends with cats to drop her cats off for a day or two to clean the place out.

I’m amazed at how quickly the mice moved in. The house was empty for only two weeks between the time we moved out and M the Younger moved in.

We’ve put out traps and hopefully that will take care of things. I should remind M the Younger to check the traps once in a while. Dead mice can stink up the place.

We had a wonderful Christmas celebration on Saturday. My sons, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter were all here. M the Younger’s girlfriend joined us. She’s a lovely young woman and it was nice to finally meet her. There was lots of good conversation, laughter, and fun throughout the day.

Today was quiet. Just the M&M’s and myself, hanging around, not doing much of anything. We opened gifts this morning. I really like this scaled down version of Christmas. Not only did it cost less, I think the gifts were appreciated more.

It’s been raining here in the Bogs. Dreary weather. Snow is arriving tomorrow, just in time for our departure. It’s time for us to head back east. I wouldn’t mind staying here another day or two, but M the Elder has to get back to work. I need to start settling into our new town a little more, too. Besides, we should get out while the gettin’ is good. You never know what the lake effect machine might kick up in terms of snow. It could be a few inches or a few feet.

I’ll be back when we get settled in, with photos. I took hundreds of them. I’m sure there must be one or two good ones in the batch.

The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another’s desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. ~Erma Bombeck