I'm ready for hibernation and I blame this guy. I was just joking with The Mister when I said that he seems to curse us with apocalyptic snow the years I remember to sit him on the porch at Christmas. This year I had The Mister drag him out of the far reaches of the shed and I'm already sorry.
The bomb cyclone left us with a bit of snow but it's not the real story.
It was a pretty sweep-able event as far as snow goes. The problem is the wind and the cold. It's been a howling tempest outside for the past 24 hours and it's so cold your eyeballs freeze.
Someone asked about the woodpile yesterday and here it is today still in a heap. We covered it with a tarp but stacking will have to come later. It's just too dangerous out there with those trees blowing overhead.
I spent the day indoors yesterday playing with my snowflakes. I decided to change the design to make it more interesting so I'm still making snowflakes. This time in blue. Which is pretty much how I feel right now. I like winter but this is getting ridiculous.