Friday, 8:30 AM, 31degrees, wind W, calm. The sky is overcast with storm clouds, the barometer predicts precipitation and we got about two inches of snow yesterday. It now looks and feels like winter.I shoveled snow this morning, wet and crystalline. I have a lot of post-Thanksgiving chores to do today, including taking the heavy handicapped ramp back to the parish house, and filling the depleted wood box. It is very slippery under foot and driving. After lunch I will head to the deer woods once again. Misery truly loves company, and everyone is complaining about the mysterious disappearance of our quarry. Few deer have been taken, except by “the usual suspects,” to use that old line from The Maltese Falcon. For anyone suffering from post-holiday depression, I have two non-medical remedies to offer; a good dog and a bird feeder. Animals are truly happy creatures unless in the throws of some immediate crisis. We should watch them and learn.
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