tortoise
Wild Hare
It happened - the cold found us. The wind is worse than the cold! Thirty-five mph gusts. Moisture moving in this afternoon and if it hangs around long enough it might switch to sleet. Well, isn't that a fine howdy-do?
I don't like it so much. I'll suit up after my next cup of coffee and go out. Then I think I'll come inside and can something. Need to get some beans done. Probably do some black beans. I should probably thaw out some chicken leg quarters and get some of that done too. Always something!
