The pond is frozen and the warmer is maintaining a hole in the ice, a necessity to keeping the fish alive.
The walk with the dog was crisp and a bit icy, at least in looks. Yesterday’s snow has not melted completely and there are icy remnants of yesterday’s meteorological scene. From what I am hearing, we were less snow endowed than many parts of the country.
That is fine with me.
That is also not fine with me as one of my sons has a snow removal business, so it is his livelihood and it pleases me when nature is agreeable and does what it is supposed to do.
Stewart is a snow dog and loves nothing more than delicious cold weather and snow and ice to make it even more interesting.
I, on the other hand, have a real sense of fear and respect for that snow and ice, having taken a few tumbles here and there over the years. The bad part is that as we get older, we are less resilient and more prone to difficult reactions to these falls we take. I have had a few surprises walking with Stewie, the biggest one I ever had was where I was walking on the sidewalk and the unnoticed depression between sidewalk concrete squares harbored water, then ice, and was covered with a light coating of snow. That is the perfect recipe for a very fast fall. The only good thing for me was that it was so fast that I think my body did not tense up. Both Stewie and I fell simultaneously and I hit the back of my head. Luckily, I was wearing a wool cap that protected me.
I am more careful now and will avoid such situations in the future, as I don’t want to risk the broken bone issues.
For now, the weather is sunny and very, very cold, and we are soon to have a family outing to see Wicked!