My Morning....

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

The pool is an ugly mixture of water, ice and leaves  from our neighbor's tree....a tree that seemingly has an inexhaustible supply of leaves that it spews into our pool from November to February.  It certainly keeps me busy trying to clean the pool daily.

Cindy Cooks the Bacon For Our Breakfast BLTs



I smell bacon sizzling in the kitchen.  Cindy is up and has decided we will be eating BLTs for breakfast.  Sounds good to me!  God is in His heaven and all is right with the world!

Hi Mr. Snowman---You Sure Are Cute!

Mr Snowman!---What a wonderful little smile You Have

On Sunday, our area of north Texas was blanketed with 3" of fluffy snow.  It created a beautiful scene.  Yesterday, I was working in my home office when I began hearing Cindy laughing, laughing, laughing.  Of course, I investigated.

I Love You, Mr Snowman!

She was in the kitchen, constructing an 11" high snowman.  She had collected snow from our patio, made the body in the kitchen and stored the little snowballs in the freezer as she worked to put it all together.  My, my---she was having the time of her life!


The Definition of "Cute"

Today, with temps in the twenties, her little snowman sits on our patio, wistfully looking inside our den.  He sure is cute.  I'm going to be sad when he melts away.  I will miss him, and the laughter he brought to our home.

He Looks 5' Tall---But is Only 11"

Cloves=Eyebrows
Mulling Spice Balls=Eyes
Dried Orange Peel=Nose and Smile
Construction Paper and Magic Marker=Top Hat
Blueberries=Buttons
Twigs From Dead Potted Plant=Arms
Dyed Snow=Boots
Red Food Coloring=Rosy Cheeks

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