This photo was actually taken last fall. If you tossed an inch or two of snow around areas that would be shaded all the time, you'd have the Not-So-Great-White-North today. What the picture can't show is the temperature. For the first time all winter, we have actually achieved "normal' temps! It's nine whole degrees outside!
Woo Hoo it's cold outside! (and yes... I'm kidding.)
I do have to admit I'm thankful that the previous three months have been a great deal of help for me financially. I'm not in the hole with my winter heating bills! (Yet.) But it has helped tremendously, there's no denying that.
The mild weather has also helped keep my pain levels off the charts. I still throb with pain daily, but at least it's not been as debilitating as years past. The cold coupled with damp (Like the foggy days and storms) was it's usual misery of being horrid and wanting to cry eveytime I moved.
I could tell the temps dropped overnight because Ludie crawled under the covers. He does this on occasion, usually just to bug me. He paws at the covers until I lift them. Then he gets under and puts his cold paws on my toasty body. (who said you need a man in bed to annoy you? It seems that just being male qualifies!)
Then after he's flopped around trying to get comfortable, he lays there just long enough for me to fall alsleep so he can crawl back out. Last night he stayed under until early morning. It makes me a little sad that.
It reminds me of his age and there is that small part of me that whispers inside my heart, "Stay..."