So this morning, I'm a happy camper. There is this big yellow ball in the eastern sky. Haven't seen it for a while. Sunlight is streaming through my living room windows. The cat has positioned herself to take full advantage of a sunbeam. Even the dogs seem more energetic. Lily has gathered half a dozen small tennis balls, waiting for me to toss them. She won't bring them back to me, but she loves chasing them, and that is enough. Jesse Jane, "she of little energy and big appetite," is cruising the kitchen, waiting for me to cook or bake something, and possibly drop some tidbit on the floor for her to snag.
Then I check the latest weather report.
"Minnesota Issues Blizzard Warning."
Here in the Frozen North, it doesn't have to be snowing to create a blizzard. It is enough that an inch or two of fluffy cold white stuff fell yesterday. The winds are picking up and will blow the snow around later today. And temps will again drop from a few degrees above zero back down to -15.
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