Everybody Talks About the Weather

[rolanni]

It's 43F/6C here at the Cat Farm this morning.  Also?  It's raining.  This is a mixed blessing.

On the one paw, it looks like most the trees I can see from my office window have lost their sheathing of ice.

On the other paw, much of the snow cover has been washed away, leaving a Whole Lotta Ugly on display, as layers of mud and cinders and dead vegetation are revealed.  Also, I can now see exactly how many birch trees we lost to the ice.

*winces*

Oh, and our driveway?  A sheet of ice.  And me without skates.

And?  Tonight, the temperature is supposed to fall to 12F/-11C.  And continue to rain.  Tomorrow's high is projected to be that same 12F/-11C.

Frequent readers of this venue will recall my feelings on shoveling snow.  Still, I find that I'm agin warm rain in January.

Oh, well, at least it's warm enough that I can open the window in my office.  Trooper and Sprite are sitting on the top of the bookshelf, with their noses pressed to the screen.

In other news, I've been filling out the tax paperwork required by our accountant, a dab at a time, a dab being about all I can take at any time, and writing, and feeding Mozart gooshy food, and, y'know, pursuing the glamorous lifestyle of an internationally known writer of science fiction and fantasy.

Perhaps today, I'll vacuum.

Hope everybody has a cheerful and fulfilling Monday.