No, nothing new to report.
But I did see a crocus, so I can only assume that spring will actually happen this year. Someday. In the meantime, in a few days we’re due anything from a dusting to 2 feet of snow. Wouldn’t it be better, since they obviously don’t really know, if they just said that they’re unable to predict the weather? Oh, but then it wouldn’t be any fun would it?!
Gotta get out of here!
This fall, no matter what the state of things here, I’ll take off for several weeks. Then, when Bear gets his vacation in October we’ll, maybe, go to Colorado. I’d like to see Mesa Verde, but I’d also like to look at possibly living there.
Gotta look into “borrowing” a dog to go with me in case I have to travel alone on the first trip….
But I can’t wait here any longer! Besides, soon I might not be as able as I am today. (Arthritis has claimed one digital victim just since the flood happened that washed away my art studio – where I did such things JUST to delay that catastrophe!)
If only I could recall the guts it took, several decades ago, to move to New York City. Guts. Balls. Whatever.