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Good Morning! Spring Ain’t Here Yet, But She’s Thinkin’ About It.
It’s a cold morning waking up in Whispering Pines; however, in saying that, it is sunny, which makes things, at the very least, look nice.
Today (Monday, March 17):
Breezy and colder with intervals of clouds and sun. High around 39°F (4°C), low dipping to 28°F (-2°C). Winds coming from the north at 12 mph (20 km/h) before calming down later in the day.
Tonight:
Clouds will be rolling in early this evening, bringing a 60% chance of flurries overnight. Light winds at around 9 mph (15 km/h). Low near 23°F (-5°C).
Tuesday, March 18:
The day will start off cloudy with a 40% chance of flurries, shifting to a mix of rain showers or flurries in the afternoon. South winds at 12 mph (20 km/h) will calm down later. High reaching around 48°F (9°C).
Evening will remain cloudy with a low of about 36°F (2°C).
So, whether you’re planning on cutting some wood or just sitting by the fire with a hot cup of coffee, it’s good to be prepared. And it sure doesn’t hurt to keep that umbrella close by, just in case!
Highway 522 is dry and clear of snow this morning. Mind you, with the temperature dropping last night and the rain finally tapering off, we did get a light dusting of snow—just enough to remind us that Old Man Winter ain’t quite ready to pack his bags yet. But truth be told, it ain’t much to fuss about, not even worth mentioning here on my blog.
On another note, I spent most of the day yesterday tinkering away in my old woodworking shop. Seems like every time I turn around, there’s another pile of odds and ends waiting to be sorted. I still have more to go through, trying to figure out what’s worth keeping and what should be set aside for our big spring sale. Like I’ve been saying here for the past few weeks, I swear I don’t know where all this stuff came from. It’s like the wood, tools, and knickknacks just keep multiplying when I’m not looking.
So, what are you up to today, GW?
Well, first off, I’m going to be putting a new tire on that old cart of mine. You know, the one I use for lugging around things that are too damn heavy for me to move by myself. I can’t be pushing my luck too much these days, as it seems the older I get, the more my body squawks at me when I overdo things.
Anyway, I picked up a new tire and tube for it last year. Now, where I put ‘em is another story. They could be buried somewhere here in the shop, or maybe tucked away in one of the outbuildings. Wherever they are, I’ll have to dig ‘em up and get ‘em installed. Truth told, i been meaning to do that for, oh, I don’t know…a few years now? Somehow, it just keeps getting put off.
The tire on there now looks like something you’d find on an old relic from the scrap yard—cracked all to pieces, cords sticking out like whiskers on a grumpy old dog. It’ll hold air for about half an hour, if I’m lucky, just long enough to move whatever I need moved before it goes flat again. And then, like always, that new tire gets put back on the old back burner.
But not today. Nope, this morning I’m gonna finally take care of that problem. With all the boxes and things I’ve got to haul for this spring sale, that old cart is gonna be my best friend. So yeah, that’s what GW’s up to this morning. I think.
Well, I suppose I best be getting on with it. The missus has breakfast ready, and if I don’t make my way to the table soon, she might just leave me to fend for myself with nothing but cold toast. After that, I’ll be settling in with a hot mug of cocoa and our usual morning chat. Funny thing is, after fifty-some years together, we still find plenty to talk about. Guess that’s how you know you’ve found the right gal.
Until next time—keep your minds open and your stories alive! GW