Yesterday, the clouds came in low and wrapped themselves around the mountains like cotton candy. I had to grab the camera and take some pictures.
This morning, I took the dogs for their walks for the first time since I started the antibiotics about 10 days ago. It was a frosty 19 F degrees out and Samson said that's about the right temperature for him to be comfortable, poor thing. Soldier was once again reminded of the obstacle to his road tripping that daddy erected.
And I was faced with the fact that my husband also plugged up all the holes in the fence, so now I have to either unlock the gate or walk up the mountain. Today, I wanted a short walk, so I took them up around the barn, where I heard coyotes yapping and a pack of dogs barking not too far away. I don't worry about coyotes, but semi-feral dog packs can be very dangerous, at least I think so. I didn't run into any critters, except ravens that kept watch from above.
There were lots of dry leaves still left on the tree in our front yard, but I fell for the charm of this lonely one, hanging on.
We accomplished a lot yesterday, including washing several loads of laundry. These were not quite dry last night, so left on the line over night they were quite frozen by this morning.
My husband got this wood storage thingy from a client several years ago. While it would have fit fine in our Los Angeles house, we never used it. And I couldn't figure out what one was supposed to do with it anyway. But yesterday my husband cut up a lot of leftover construction wood and filled it up. This house is way too small for it to fit indoors, but it will work just fine here. I think it is a pretty nifty idea for wood storage.
While my husband was cutting up wood, I took some pictures. This was supposed to be of a scrub jay that landed on the little shed. You can't see him, but I still liked the picture......
This little bench was such a good companion and seating place for me when I lived alone up here and was still strong enough to work outdoors all the time. I came upon it by the woodpile and remembered this was one of my places to sit quietly while watching the sun rise over mountain ranges. My mornings are rushed now that I have to walk Samson before sunrise, so I forgot all about it. I should fix my little bench and give it a paint job. Maybe in spring........
Samson got so tired from watching us all work hard yesterday, he thought he'd climb up in this chair and take a nap. No luck with that, big as he has gotten, he soon returned to the floor to continue napping more comfortably. He's gained five pounds since I started to feed him twice a day and he was a perfect 66 lbs before that. His raging hunger is gone now that he's been off the steroids for several weeks. He's still doing fine. He will see the vet again before Christmas and I will see a urologist on Friday. So another trip to Bakersfield for me.
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