Is it March yet?

As you will see, I began this post on Sunday, but it never made it to publishing. 

The Seahawks won, but it wasn't easy. 

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It's Sunday.  Five days into 2020.  So far it hasn't been a normal December or January.  Yesterday the high was 41 degrees.  We have about a 1/2 inch of snow here and there with lots of green grass still showing in the lawn.

Today it's snowing lightly and the forecast calls for a rain/snow mix until later in the week.  That said, I won't complain about the weather since it's helpful to anyone who is walking around with a cane or any other such assistance.

We're in the January slow-mo days.  Entertainment is watching the NFL playoffs and hoping the Seahawks win.  I wasn't sad to see the Patriots lose yesterday.  It's time for another team to take the spotlight.   There's also the Zags games which are also exciting to watch.

In years past Retired Mountain Man and I would be outside with our snowshoes on, trekking through the woods, but there's not enough snow for that this year.  Since I'm writing this down, it should mean that we get three feet of snow in the next week or so.  Let's see what happens.

Have you made your New Year's resolutions yet?  Did you sing The House of the Rising Sun at midnight on NYE?  If so, it will bring you good luck.

Do you think things are getting crazy out there in the world?  The powers that be have gone off the deep end?  Check out my friend Marianne's blog post for a solution.

Reality Island

 Retired Mountain Man says we must have a remote control so that we can nuke the island just in case one of them tries to escape.

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We've made it to Tuesday, Jan. 7th, and yesterday Retired Mountain Man and I made a treacherous trip to Sandpoint for doctor's appointments.  The road conditions were bad and we saw three wrecks on our way.   It was white knuckle driving time.

The heavy, wet snow has now turned to rain.  Lots of rain.  

 This is an old photo from January 16, 2015.  The bird feeder is on the deck in the exact same location.  The amount of wet snow on the railing is the same.  The only exception is, there is no squirrel feeding there this year.  We're not sure why because they are around, but not coming to the feeder. 

It's damp.  It's foggy.  It's rainy and cold.  It's a mess out there.  It must mean it's still January.

Ugh!

Here's a happy picture.