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January 24, 2018: Winter comes out of her Hibernation

So far this year, we’ve been lulled into seasonal complacency. The temperatures have been in the teens, with occasional cold days, the sun has been shining with occasional cloud days, and the wind has been still with occasional blustery days. And we have not gotten much snow. I can’t say that winter IS now rearing her ugly head, but her nose is sticking out of her den.

The past few days we’ve gotten quite a bit of snow and the temperatures have dropped some. We have not been uncomfortable, just a bit inconvenienced. Pete is back at school, so we are trudging and will continue to trudge through snow

until he has time to plow. The horse water now freezes more often, so it has to be dealt with and monitored. And driving is far more difficult for me.

I will not drive at night. Rehearsal #2 was tonight, in town. A friend was supposed to pick me up at the highway intersection. He was a no show. I headed home right before dark and promptly got the red car stuck in the unplowed driveway. Grr, grr, grr. The city people won’t understand why I was not there for rehearsal tonight. This is because they all drive newer cars. And the city people won’t understand why I won’t be there for rehearsal on Saturday morning, at 9:30 a.m. The main reason is that it will still be dark and I am not going to drive in the dark. The secondary reason is that Pete and I are not early risers. This is because he teaches night classes on Wednesdays and Thursdays. So we have gotten into the habit of getting up late. Late – I am talking 9 a.m. in the winter. We do not greet the sunrise, rather it greets us. We get up at 8 a.m. in the summer. We seldom set the alarm clock.

Pete then gets the fire and breakfast going, and I tend to the animals, feeding and cleaning up poop. I also break up the frozen water in their buckets. He then runs fresh hot water down to them in the sled. By 10:30 a.m. we are ready to face the world. This is the time in that on school days Pete heads in to the college.

This works for us. Once in a great while we must concede that we have to get up earlier for one reason or another, and we do. Like tomorrow – Pete has to take the truck in for repairs before school.

Some might say that we need to get with the program and a good place to begin would be with me getting my lazy ass out of bed and appearing for that altogether too early rehearsal. Folks, it ain’t going to happen. If I must, I will forgo telling my story, which will then remain an untold story. That’s the title of the event – Untold Stories.

Really, every day, I have more stories to tell. This is yet another one.

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