Tag: spring

  • not going well

    I have to say, Spring is not going well this year. The rain that started yesterday kept on pissing down all night and this morning, but we’re pretty lucky to get nothing worse than that.  Not much farther north, they’re talking about having to shovel several inches of snow, drifting, and other unpleasantness.  I’m pretty Read.

  • sprung

    I changed out the storm windows for screens in the front door and windows this morning. The cats can’t decide whether to shit or go blind. Read.

  • spring?

    Everybody who’s out walking today is wearing short sleeves and most are in shorts. It’s the typical reaction to an unseasonably warm day in Wisconsin, but instead of “unseasonably warm” being in the high forties or low fifties, this afternoon we’ve got temps in the seventies! So instead of saying just “unseasonably warm,” I should Read.

  • Chills

    Slowly, tentatively, I’m adjusting to the warm(er) weather. Monday night, I peeled off the topmost quilt layer on my side of the bed. On the other half of the bed, My Darling B was sleeping with, I think, just a sheet, and laughing at me. She’s always been the warm one, and I’ve always been Read.

  • Warmth?

    It’s almost warm enough now to go out without a jacket on. I won’t say that it’s comfortable, only that we’re headed in the right direction. The part about not being comfortable doesn’t stop anyone from running around in no more than a pair of shorts. This is Wisconsin, after all, the land where people Read.

  • Heepah!

    I think our dusty house may be trying to kill us. By the time we get to the end of the winter season, when the windows have been closed more or less continuously since October, our house has dust bunnies so numerous that the president takes them off the endangered species list. Granted, that’s mostly Read.

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