Brrr!

The weather forecast has been unusually accurate for the past couple of weeks, but yesterday it let me down just a bit. It called for rain all day, but the morning was sunny and still if quite a bit colder than before. But in the afternoon it started blowing a gale, as bad as any I've seen. Stuff you'd think would stay decently still starts blowing all over the place when it gets like that. Went to sleep last night with it still howling, though it settled down just a bit late at night.


Woke to snow, wind and very cold, and a dead electrical system which surprised me considering how much sun we've had. The new generator works considerably better than its predecessor, and I had a leisurely breakfast and sit inside. When I came out to the barn, I saw immediately why the batteries were drained; some idiot had left the workshop lights on! Now, who could have done that? I blame Fritz, who is now in complete disgrace.

Yes, he protested. "But Uncle Joel, I can't work the lights! I have no thumbs!" Lying SOB, I know it's him.

Ghost is beside the desk, giving me the eyes and that groan he makes when he wants something bad. I know what he wants, but it's bloody cold! Maybe we'll go for a walk later; I can barely feel my toes as it is. I don't mind the wind, and I can live with the cold. But the cold with the wind makes me want to huddle next to the fire. All week, if necessary.

Ghost, quit with the guilt-tripping! We'll go for a walk later, I promise.