Adventures...

Alright, so it wasn't really that much of an adventure--it would have been more of one if I had been able to make snowballs (but the snow was too, what'dya call it--soft? dry? to make them). Anyway, the three girls went out and goofed around in the snow for a bit. Savannah went in first, because she had a phone call to take, and I came in second because I had gotten so much snow down my boots that I felt like I was wearing ice-packs around my ankles. (I'd already dumped them out a couple of times.) Besides that those summer wieght work gloves were making my hands colder than warmer--so yes, I chickened out and retreated in doors. (By the way, this tale took place on Thursday.)

Anyway, I decided since I was going to go out and play in the snow, I might as well get seriously snow-clad and cold. I did...and I had fun at it--until my snow-packed ankles started to hurt. Every time I'd step into the snow, it pushed my pant legs up and thereby dumped a new load into the top of my boots (which by the way kept my toes warm the whole time.)

I really wanted to make snow-balls...but like I said the snow wasn't right. Now yesterday on the other hand--as it started to melt--I made a couple of real nice ones (barehanded)...but anyway. The snow is melting very fast, so I'm glad we went and goofed around the other day. :)

Katherine had to feed the chickens...and she sent me off to find the snow shovel. I finally found it--not in the garage, not in the barn, but on the trailer of wood sitting in the driveway!

I think I had accidently fallen down here...

Taken from the rear of the house...

Ah...there we are! I actually look respectible (because you can't see my back side. I was already covered in snow.)

Those icicles are mean looking...

But very pretty.

Here I am trying to (futility) make a snow-ball.

Down-stairs cat...

Up-stairs cat...

Our tenant farmer came with this really cool snow-blowing machine that goes on the back of a tractor and had cleared out the drive, a swath in front of the barn, and a swath behind the barn.

The snow was knee-deep here...(and yes, I did actually jump in.)

Katherine looks so comfortable, does she not?

"I'm stuck!" I'd flopped in backwards on a non-mussed patch of snow to do a snow angel (which turned out pretty decent), but I sank in so deep that it was a bit of trouble to get out (particularly without messing up my creation. ;P)

So...we had fun. :)

Yesterday I got a surprise--no...two surprises in the mail...the first came in a big box all by itself and the second came in a smaller box with two other books. The smaller gift was Guns of Thunder by Douglas Bond (the first of the Faith and Freedom Trilogy--which follows up on the Crown and Kirk Trilogy. Ducan's War is the first of that one...)

The second gift was something I had been told I would get for my birthday...then for Christmas...and believe it or not, I had actually forgotten about it. That's right...it was my new boots! And they are red!!

Aren't they pretty??

They are Ariat's (like my others) and fit nicely. I can say this--Ariat knows how to make boots for my flat, wide feet. :) The arch supports are always in the right spot--not too high, not too low and just the right width.

I love 'em!

        Racheal