My fingers told me it was really cold outside this morning.
I think age caused them to numb up fairly quickly.
Happily, they still worked when I wanted to snap some photos of the icy beauty of the dawn.
I love this weather, and if winter were always like these days, I'd never complain.
My friend Brad Beal and his Firefly take a trip over the jump yesterday at the stable where I keep the horses.
Brad is a fountain of knowledge when it comes to horsemanship and skiing, as he has a lifelong family interest in both.
Plus, he's a fun person with whom to enjoy a visit any day.
I stopped at the home of Bob and Carol Camp yesterday to drop off some gifts for their daughter Kelsi to take to my brother and sister-in-law in Frenchtown, Mont.
With the sun once again shining and a skiff of snow on the ground the historic house looked amazing in its Christmas outfit.
Kelsi told me that Carol does it all, even climbing through upstairs windows to put out Christmas wreaths. Carol's a daredevil, I'd say, cuz she's my age.
The home is always a beautiful sight any season, especially because of the beautiful people who have lived inside for so many years.
The photos above and below were taken when the Camp family celebrated their home's 100th birthday several years ago.
Carol Camp and her eldest daughter Kara are standing to the right.
Locals may recognize the faces behind the pillars.
How many of these words do you use in your everyday conversation?
My usage includes about five of them. Serendipity and Epiphany come in handy quite often for me.
Nowadays, I might have to work on using or writing "obambulate," "mumpsimus" or, maybe today "apricity."
I liked this musing because I haven't seen midnight at New Year's Eve for at least a decade or two.
No plans to change that this year, but it would be fun to get dressed up for some couch potato time on New Year's Eve.
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