|Beautiful Silver Icicles Adorn Our Roof|
I am up early. The house is still and cold. I turn up the thermostat and very quickly the heat warms my soul. The coffee pot beckons. I make enough strong java for Cindy and me. She will soon be out of bed, but for now she is putting off getting up to a cold environment.
My E-Mails are answered. Then I read the news. By now the sun is casting a golden glow on the baby blue skies of north Texas. I look out our den windows at the patio and pool.
|The Pool Is An Ugly, Wintry Mix Of Water, Ice and Leaves|
Ice covers the pool, and I pray my pool pump will be in working condition when the thaw begins tomorrow.
|Our Proud Little Snowman Endures!|
Our little snowman still stands guard near our back door, his blueberry buttons having fallen off his proud breast, and his herbal smile now crooked and his poor little dyed boots now having faded and bled into his torso. But he is so cute, and we love him.
Big icicles hang from the roof. Patches of snow remain on the bushes and roof.
|Our Neighbor's Tree Seems to Never Run Out of Leaves, Most of Which Find Their Way Into Our Pool|
|Cindy Cooks the Bacon For Our Breakfast BLTs|