We’re all just sort of waiting to see which way this new winter blizzard coming from the mid-West is going to go. Right now it’s in D.C. and the latest reports are that it will go up as far as New York City bringing with it 4 to 6 inches of snow in our area.
Ah, but we live in New England and we hearty souls know better than to trust a weatherman. While the nicely dressed man on the screen assures us that although there is a “Winter Storm Watch” for our area, chances are, he tells us, we will not get hit hard this time.
I have my doubts.
The rain is spurting and sputtering, not being able to make up its mind to release or not.
The skies are leaden grey, heavy enough to make my joints groan.
The chickens are subdued, not even squawking hello when I went out to see them.
And Pippin, in his infinite wisdom, has not left his heated nest all day.
You can make all the predictions you want about the low to little impact of this upcoming winter storm, but as for me, I’m going to go check on our feed, battery and candle supplies.
See you tomorrow.
