The sun shone strongly once it burned away the fog. Looking out the window across the field I was reminded that grey fog is my mode of being this time of year - so far, so good and my fingers are crossed.
Yesterday we had the pleasure (snort) of shoveling/snow blowing yet again. The snow is getting pretty deep although not as extreme as the winter of 2007/08 - that was some big amount of snow.
Here’s a photo from the winter of 2007/2008 - mega snow. The snow was less than a foot below the height of our fences. If the horses had been inclined they could have stepped over the strand and gone for a walk about (they didn’t tho).
We had a lovely virtual visit with Cathey last night. We’ve spoken a few times on the phone, but this was the first time we’d ‘seen’ her since the pandemic. She got used to the medium quickly so we nattered into the night. Coincidently, it was almost a year to the day since she and Jim visited us last.
Let’s do a recap on my countdown/up widgets: 350 days since restrictions started. We’ve done 128 days since we brought the camper back from Kirsten. There are only 62 days left until May 1st. Strangely time is rushing by at a breakneck pace. When we sat down at the table tonight we reminisced about our beer advent. It seems so long ago.
As of today the US has 520,000 deaths. Canada has had almost 22,000 deaths. Worldwide the number shockingly sits at 2.55 million poor souls dead to Covid-19.
“Just tell yourself, Duckie, you're really quite lucky.”
~Dr. Seuss
