My thermometer is broken. It must be. It says “0 degrees” which means there is no temperature. That can’t be. Oh, my, it is so cold that the temperature has disappeared, along with the green grass, flowers, and butterflies. Brr. But the sun is shining, and the ground has turned white, so all seems to be well with the world.
This week has been an adventure. I had to buy a new computer, which meant I had to have a lot of data transferred from the old to the new, but they forgot that I spend most of my life on a computer and transferred about 1/16 of what I had. So, off to the Big Blue Box I go again today. Fingers crossed they “get ‘er done,” this time.
The cowboy is outside feeding the birds their morning ration of bird seed, and any leftovers will soon be eaten by the graceful deer that hang out in our yard. He breaks the ice in the bird feeder and refills it, which doesn’t really do any good because it freezes again in seconds. He says he is going to install a heater in the bird feeder, which is a good idea, but I’ve never heard of a bird feeder heater. Tractor Supply he says cuz they have everything for cold weather.
He looks somewhat like Yukon Jack, covered from head to foot with fur and wool and pacs and all kinds of cold weather gear. He says he likes to go out in the morning because it reminds him of his younger days, breaking ice for the horses and cattle on the ranch. Not me! I just want to be warm.
The animals that dine at the bird feeder seem to have agreed to eat in shifts. The birds eat early, meaning until it’s almost dark, four o’clock, then the deer slide out of the trees, like the White Sox in Field of Dreams, and finish up. All of them have a keen eye out for Cody, who doesn’t eat bird seed but thinks it belongs to him anyway.
Gotta go…I hope my thermometer comes back to life…I’m gonna buy new sandals and a bikini today, just in case.
Thank you for reading my blogs and books. Book sale is available until December 19, only on my website, which is finally fixed. Set of four books, for less than a big bag of bird seed or the quarter tank of gas it takes to drive to get it. Enjoy your weekend!
