And immediate aftermath. At 3:34 p.m. Christmas Day, it was 53° and raining. Christmas Eve day it was just as warm and less wet and I ran into a neighbor who called it “lovely, but so wrong”. A perfect way to describe the weather. I wish I had thought of the phrase 10 years ago … [Read more…]
So, 2021 will go down in history (infamy?) as the year I almost burned down the house. Mark’s son and his fiance brought us a centerpiece for Thanksgiving, with dried flowers and candles, something like this: I should have thrown it out, probably after it sat on top of the bookcase drying out since Thanksgiving, … [Read more…]