Cold Days
There’s a cold wind blowing. My wind chimes have shifted from soft, melodious tinkling to an annoying cacophony. I had to disconnect the little swinging ringer causing all the noise. The quiet is beautiful. I'll put the ringer back down, when the wind dies, providing I remember. But maybe that’s for the best.
Later today I will bring down the cat’s winter housing, although I’ve threatened for several years that it needed to be upgraded. Basically, it consists of old dog kennels covered in old sleeping bags and blankets with heat lamps. Not exactly a high grade look for my porch, and not really the sort of housing a cat likes. But I think I’m probably out of the needing-to-impress-people business with the tidiness of my porch. Utility is the key. Does it work? It does for now.
Personally, I’m glad the cold is here. It’s about time. I’ve got a jacket or two I’d like to wear. And it makes working outside a little more doable, which bodes well for my garden projects. Although, my congenital laziness is more of a hurdle than the weather. In any case, here’s to winter, and may we all survive the cold and dark days ahead.