Wednesday, 9:00 AM. 18 degrees F, wind SW, strong enough to move the branches of the white pine trees. The humidity is up at 88% and the barometer is trending down at 30.03 in. It is overcast and quiet, and it looks and feels like snow. It was a dark, dark early morning and it is not getting much brighter.
So we averted the fiscal cliff only to face the deficit precipice in a couple of months. Looks like we are watching a modern version of The Perils of Pauline. And the Keystone Cops. A government double feature. I feel like I am eleven years old again on a Saturday afternoon at the Grace Theater, and all the kids are running up and down the isles and having popcorn fights.
A bright spot: we grilled a rib eye steak on New Years Day from the quarter of beef we purchased, and it was tender and delicious, with a bone for Buddy that he chewed on and played with for hours. Also, Andy and Judy will be with us for a few days, a welcome diversion that will get 2013 off to a good start.