Understood.
As Mel Gibson said last night..........somewhere between Howard Stern and St. Francis of Assisi..........
May the ice thaw soon. I just spent the last half hour continuing to chip away at the several inches still left from our ice storm. But the smell of spring is in the air, and I like that.....
You're in the Sunny South. It was below zero here the other night, and we've got a glacier built up against the sliding doors in the kitchen. I'm hoping it'll start withdrawing before it cracks the glass. I thought about trying to melt it, but then I realized there'd be too much risk of the melted water running deeper in, refreezing, and... I stopped thinking about it at that point.
There's close to a foot of snow in the walkway, and that's beneath what the snowblower cut out. We're on the East side of a huge field, and it drifts, and drifts, and drifts, and drifts like nobody's business.
This has been a brutally bitter winter here. Started out very mild, and I was hoping that would continue, but then it hit with a vengeance, and kept on hitting. Didn't help that I read Pournelle's "Fallen Angels" in the middle of it. <g> We've got a feral/drop-off (not sure which) mama cat living in our barn, we need to trap her before she gives us another litter of kittens (or succombs to the winter or the road). We rescued several of her kittens so far, they are the nicest kittens in the world, even the ones that had gone "full feral" before we caught them and needed quite a bit of taming. Our isolation cage has two kittens we rescued from the inlaw's farm, one of them tested positive for FIV (Feline AIDS, first case the vet ever saw), we're hoping it's a false positive (there's a 35% false+ rate with the office test kits), have to take her in for a lab test soon. Bought supplies to build a bigger cage for them meanwhile (and just in case), so that we can catch mama before this miserable winter beats us to it. My least favorite season (except in the middle of summer, of course, when I'm soaked in sweat with my CHF reminding me that I'm not really in charge of what I wanna do...)
I wish we had a genuinely temperate climate here, instead of this yearly Siberia/Everglades flip-flop. Something like year-round spring would suit me fine.
Well, nap time is over, time to hit the coffeepot.