Thursday Lunch


So I was sitting at my desk eating a turkey and cheese sammich for lunch while looking out my window.  Yep.  We’re definitely late season winter now.  It’s trying to snow but it’s really coming down as a flurry and even that doesn’t want to last very long.  I look into the grey sky and think “These don’t even look like snow clouds.” but it still somehow manages to come down every now and then.

It will be like that from here on out.  It will snow because it’s too cold to rain.  But it’s still February and I’m rushing the season for central Minnesota.  I can’t help it.  February was usually the last month that we’d get this icky bad white stuff down home.  WE used to always joke that “March” was an Indian word meaning “Mud“.  It was always muddy in March or so it seemed.  The guys that I went to school with would comment that their Dads were frustrated because they couldn’t get in the fields to do some work while we concentrated on March Madness and the Iowa Boys and Girls State Championship games.  The older ladies in the neighborhood would be working on their gardens so they could get their peas planted come St. Patrick’s Day.

Oh well.  Six more days left in this month but who’s counting?  OK, I am.



Wednesday Morning


My bunny is making a lot of tracks in the snow with its comings and goings to the feed dish.  I usually catch sight of it right before my bed time as it sits out underneath the deck chairs that I have stored under the deck for the winter.  I know it’s healthy because the feed dish is almost always empty in the morning.  I’ll refill it but I have some old carrots that I’ll put out so it can feed on them as well.

Any bets on what will be left come tomorrow morning?

Late Winter


Two days.  Two late season snows.  It wasn’t much but it was enough to make the roads slick and greasy.  It’s a good thing I’m till working from home.  I’m not sure how I would have managing driving these past two mornings.  I’ve heard enough sirens the past two mornings to last me for the rest of this month and the next as well.

I look over my shoulder to see the sun trying to burn its way thru the clouds and you can see the snow flakes dancing in the wind as it tries to flurry.  It’s too cold to rain but it’s warming up but it’s a little too late.  It’s now just a question of time and patience as the days grow longer and the sun climbs higher each day.  I hope it comes soon.  I had some hopes when it melted enough to expose the dirt in my garden beds.

I thought this was interesting …

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Hmmm.  So my Navy bro, Mr. G.P. Cox, others and I are in the seven percent.  That makes it all good company in my book.  It’s also interesting to see the percentages of women veterans are projected to rise but that comes as little surprise to me given the good number of women that I served with in the Air Force.


Please don’t say “Thanks for your service.” to me.  That’s not what I want to hear.  What I’d rather hear is how you exercised your right to vote.