Peevish Pen

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Thar She Blows!

The wind, that is. Today it really blew!

Even though we have a still month of fall to go, winter started today. I should have known it was coming. A few days ago, most of the leaves had fallen.

Maggie runs through fallen leaves on Monday.

When I fed the dogs and horses this morning, it was cold—I had to break ice on the horse tubs and pour hot water into the dog buckets—but the sun was shining. The wind was only a light breeze. I thought the day would get warmer.

It didn't. Within a half hour, clouds rolled in and the wind picked up considerably.

The view north—the Peaks of Otter are in the distance.

The view northeast. Smith Mountain is at the right.

To the east. Check out the "pink" sun coming from behind the cloud.

And to the south. That's Turkeycock Mountain on the horizon.

For a while, snow fell. Correction: the snow didn't actually "fall." It blew horizontally.

The cats—except for Potter who no longer has a desire to go out—went out from time to time, but didn't stay long. I spent most of the day letting them out one door and in another. When I did the evening feeding, I wore double layers of clothes besides my hooded jacket. I was still cold.

Inside is better on a day like this.

I don't care what the calendar says. Winter is here.



Blogger Debi Kelly Van Cleave said...

We were supposed to go to a barrel race today. I said, "No way." Luckily, Kelly didn't resist. Her normal reaction would be to bust out crying. Nope. Guess she was cold too.

11:12 PM  
Blogger Amy Tate said...

I know it. I told Shannon if this is November, what on earth is our January going to be like? I think someone missed the boat on global warming.

12:24 PM  

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