Since I can’t stop the phenomenon, the above is about all I can say about the insistent winter weather we’ve been having since October. Really, I guess I wouldn’t mind, except that we haven’t been able to get moved out to the farm house.
Somehow, it’s very difficult to cure paint and make other such improvements in 20* F. weather. Such temperatures are also not that convenient for washing down walls, scrubbing floors, and cleaning hundreds of glass jars which we inherited with the house. Not that I’m complaining about the jars – anyone who gardens and uses canning as a food preservation method will know that it’s hard to have too many jars.
Still, I wish that the snow would melt, and that grass would once agai grow. I’m not asking much. Just four or five days of fifty to sixy degree temperatures would allow us to do wonders.
Sigh.
But it looks like we’ll have to do without those wonders. Last July or thereabout, I vowed that if possible, I would not spend another winter in our present house. It was cold all summer long. It’s been at times downright miserable this winter, even with both woodburners going at full capacity.
So I have decided that I don’t need new paint right away. I don’t re-finished floors. I don’t need a lot of things. But I need to get out of this house, and out of this town. I need to have room to let my kids play, and room to enjoy being human. This town doesn’t allow that sort of thing.
For Christmas, Will gave me a very special gift. Do you like the wrapping?
He managed to pick up two wine glasses:
This photo was snapped amid all the hubbub on Christmas Day. I was going to get a better one, but decided against it, for this reason – the electronics and pretty little night light (Tyger’s) are part of the wonder that needs worked at the farm house.
There’s been no electricity out there for nearly 20 years. We finally got a guy from the Highline Association to come inspect the wires and general situation. He determined that they need to replace the wires, and add a pole, before they can safely hook things back up.
Darn.
Delays, delays, nothing but delays.
Still, I guess I wouldn’t so much enjoy being out there if I couldn’t connect to all my internet junkie friends (all two of them), and add trash like this to the glut of blogs clogging the internet. And, really, it’s not much of a delay – Highline’s supposed to put in that pole and replace the wires tomorrow.
Then we can move!
And Will and I can use those wine glasses to celebrate our new phase of life. He won’t let me touch them until then.
