"OH, YOU CAN'T HELP THAT," SAID THE CAT, "WE'RE ALL MAD HERE."
--Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Weather Report:


No newspaper or mail today. Kids were home and so was John. Wendy hauled hot faucet water from the laundry room to the goats, chickens and Austin. The snow stopped last night sometime and a fierce wind prevailed. It is still blowing. The snow is deep, powder, alive. No complaints from Aidan this time when I "ruined" the snow by sweeping it from the steps, etc. The one degree temp and wind was a challenge, but I am grateful I purchased that warm stuff early last fall.

Before the storm hit Aidan and I had some dart games in the barn.


The painter's date in the barn seems to be close to the same age as the house according to the public records on the house. I won't be climbing the to go up in the lofts, but Aidan is barely challenged as he sprints up the old ladders.

My new bike is waiting out the winter in the barn…


I spotted an old sled hanging high up out of the way. Seems just like ones I once had.


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