It’s Still Raining Here February 10, 2014

We went from days and days of this

Sam-and-Snow

to two days of rain and warmer weather, which produced this

Rain

But yesterday, we were on the Uncompaghre Plateau (Un-come-pah-gray) enjoying the snow.

We had a great time at Max’s place.  He had his roads all packed down so we could sled and sled and sled.

FunEveryone went, Max, Terry, Misty and Kelly, all the little kids and even me!

Up and down most of the day we went.  Then when the little one was getting tired and cranky and whiny we stopped and cooked hot dogs and marshmallows in Max’s fire pit.

DownMax and Grandpa even proved to the little ones, you are never to old to go down a hill fast

Grandpa-Sleds

 

I must admit that when we got home, Terry and I took an hour long nap.  We were a little tired.  I called the grandchildren later and the only person who took a nap was their Dad.

Today is cloudy and overcast and raining; but later on in the week we are supposed to hit 59-60* with sun.  Sun!!! Sun helps dry up all the rain.  WHOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!

Your Friend,

Linda

 

 

 

 

Is It Spring? February 9, 2014

Stuck-2Yesterday we went from snow to slush.  The day warmed up to somewhere in the 50’s.

Although, having lovely warmer weather is nice, the mud isn’t.  But we MUST go through the mud to get to dry ground.

The weatherman predicted rain for today, but nwt is just saying cloudy with temps in the 50’s again.

Could we be so lucky that winter has decided to leave?  Only time will tell.  The Old Farmer’s Almanac is stating that February 16th is the day ‘winter’s back will be broke’.  Until that time yesterday, and so far today, it feels like maybe…..just maybe…we are heading toward spring.  One day at a time!

More-setting

I’m ready and I’m sure you are also!

We are heading up to the Uncompahgre Plateau to go sledding today.  The little grandchildren haven’t been this year so to celebrate a shift in the weather we thought this might be a fun thing to do.

I hope your day has the same feeling of hope in it, the same sense of renewal, laying buried almost ready to burst forth.

Your farm friend,

Linda