Snow

We awakened to snow this morning, a couple of inches overnight. But what was more amazing than that was green grass sticking up through the snow. The mowed grass, brown yesterday and mostly green today, grew about three inches in 24 hours.

The marsh grasses along the trail we walk on early in the morning had grown about six inches in 24 hours. Two eighty-degree days followed by snow and things are greening up literally overnight! Now, it’s not the lush green we’ll see in a few weeks or over the summer months but it’s quite a change.

The hundred-acre portion of the nature preserve was turning green as well, and today was a busy day for ducks and geese and the lone crane (Sandhill cranes mate for life so unless this one’s a juvenile (they don’t mate until age two) his mate has died. Because he comes alone I’ve named him Han Solo.

We got the tires on the SUV rotated and balanced. Last week I drove 1/4 mile to the grocery store and back and ended up with two nails and one screw in a flat tire. When the guy repaired the tire he neglected to balance it. We went to Park City to a place recommended by Rachel Ray, my least favorite tv chef. It was OK, nothing great. It hailed and snowed there. I was wearing a 3/4 sleeve cotton top and a jean jacket, vastly inappropriate for conditions.

I heated up organic tomato soup from Whole Foods for dinner, along with baked pitas stuffed with cooked bacon and sharp cheddar cheese. Yesterday a care package arrived from Dad’s world cruise with boxes from different countries, a few rocks I need to inquire about and the piece de resistance, an autograph from Andre Soltner, former owner of Lutece. I know exactly the kind of frame I want, glass on both sides, so I’ll try to pick that up tomorrow.

It’s good to have Jim home for the weekend. Tomorrow we plan to see our first movie in over a month, “Earth.” It’s only 90 minutes and Zoe can hang out here in her new crate. This morning we walked very slowly on the path about 20 feet behind a pair of ducks. We got about six inches ahead of ourselves and they flew off to the Preserve but it was fun to see them. Zoe doesn’t care a bit about the birds, so I don’t feel bad leaving her upstairs in the crate overlooking the Preserve.

Hope you’re having a great weekend. I don’t think I’m a candidate for Twitter because there are now 427 words in this post! Take care, Dee