It is clear and cold out this afternoon. There is a brisk wind blowing out of the north but as it is the first time in weeks that looking out the window does not bring a view of a steady hard rain, I’m not complaining. The horses are fed and watered, a few days supply of fir split and brought inside to the wood box, the dogs are asleep where the sun coming in the windows warms the floors. As I wait for Michelle to get home and watch that sun shine through an unopened bottle of sixteen year old single malt that I’ve been saving for a special occasion, I am tempted.
Aw…what the hell. It’s our sixteenth wedding anniversary!