(No) Mosey Report: 2024-01-22

Well, dang.  After about ten days of temperatures in the single digits and snow, I was looking forward to going for a stroll now that we're heading back into the 30s and 40s.  No such luck: we have a winter advisory starting tonight for freezing rain.  Probably ought to shovel the rest of the snow off my driveway before the rain arrives.  I can't stand it...

I noticed that some folks in a house behind me still have their Christmas lights up.  I guess I admire their persistence...?

Last night a Great Horned Owl delivered an oration from the trees out back.  I love listening to these guys, especially when there are two of them courting.  I wish that they would nest nearby, but I don't think we have enough trees to satisfy the discriminating owl.

Spring can't come soon enough.    When I was in my twenties, my boss, who was in her 60s at the time, once commented "every winter I die a little more, and every summer I recover a little less."  This observation stuck with me, and now that I've arrived in my "golden years" (bah!), I see her point.  I've always hated cold weather, and the older I get the more I hate it.  Perhaps it's time to research immigration policies for various Caribbean countries (I'd miss the owls, though).