I think the one word that pretty much sums up the day is “slush.” For want of anything better, it will do.
We walked in slush today on the Galena Trail with the dogs – they didn’t appear to mind one bit – or perhaps they did because when we were all dressed and ready to head out the door, neither pup was willing to leave the comfort of a soft bed by a cozy fire.
At any rate, we did that. The fire is warm, it’s dark out (as of 4 p.m.) and I am watching the avi warnings for the weekend. I will probably not be doing Evening Ridge on Saturday – if I could drive up there, I would likely go on my own – but I don’t think I’ll get any takers.
I suppose I’m a bit like Sheila’s Al – when your time comes it comes – meanwhile, live your life! There are far bigger risks than walking through Hummingbird Pass – like driving up to Whitewater for instance.
At any rate, I’m already suffering from cabin fever so I’ll have to cook something up and sadly, it may have to be Red Mountain lookout. Oh well – as long as it’s not more often than once a year.
The best news I can latch onto today are the political missives from the States. Nancy Pelosi is already reining in Trump – it looks like his days are numbered. At last.
There are more and more glimmers of hope, otherwise known as a return to sanity – or at least something resembling sanity.
It’s getting to be more and more interesting to watch.
Blessings? A cozy home and a loving man and two goofy pups. More than that, of course – but those are pretty darn good for starters.