Good morning one and all
Happy Birthday, @St-Gerard ! (See, I remembered... will miracles never cease?)
It's time to be up and about, or so says the gerbil running inside my head, so I've made French roast coffee for everyone. When you're ready, please have some.
Rockville is currently wet, rain having moved in sometime in the wee hours, and has possession of 37 Fahrenheits that somehow manage to feel like 38. The rain will continue, with a possible brief interruption around 0800, until it morphs first into sleet then into sn*w sometime in the late afternoon or early evening.
Once that happens we'll be under a winter weather advisory until around mid-morning Monday. We may be left with as little as one or perhaps as much as four inches of fresh white insult, covering grass that only just emerged yesterday from its blanket of a month ago. And the white stuff may be driven by winds gusting to as much as 35 mph. Or joy, oh rapture, oh bliss. Pretty sure I know what I'll be doing tomorr0ow morning.
In a gesture of defiance, the neighbors gathered on our front porch and patio yesterday afternoon and evening for Front Porch Sittin' (R) TM, thereby ensuring that we've done so at least once every month for a year. My fleece sweater still smells deliciously of the smoke from the fire in the Solo Stove.
Stay safe and well everyone and tell your dear ones you love them. Do it today, NOW, for tomorrow may be too late.
Happy Birthday, @St-Gerard ! (See, I remembered... will miracles never cease?)
It's time to be up and about, or so says the gerbil running inside my head, so I've made French roast coffee for everyone. When you're ready, please have some.
Rockville is currently wet, rain having moved in sometime in the wee hours, and has possession of 37 Fahrenheits that somehow manage to feel like 38. The rain will continue, with a possible brief interruption around 0800, until it morphs first into sleet then into sn*w sometime in the late afternoon or early evening.
Once that happens we'll be under a winter weather advisory until around mid-morning Monday. We may be left with as little as one or perhaps as much as four inches of fresh white insult, covering grass that only just emerged yesterday from its blanket of a month ago. And the white stuff may be driven by winds gusting to as much as 35 mph. Or joy, oh rapture, oh bliss. Pretty sure I know what I'll be doing tomorr0ow morning.
In a gesture of defiance, the neighbors gathered on our front porch and patio yesterday afternoon and evening for Front Porch Sittin' (R) TM, thereby ensuring that we've done so at least once every month for a year. My fleece sweater still smells deliciously of the smoke from the fire in the Solo Stove.
Stay safe and well everyone and tell your dear ones you love them. Do it today, NOW, for tomorrow may be too late.
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, have a great day on the roads! 
