The Joy of January

The snow returned just in time for a three day week-end.

Mark, 'Cede, and I are getting our chores done
and enjoying the most beautiful powder.
She can only haul one log at a time,
but 'Cede fills the wood barrel.

For years I have"borrowed" Mark's outdoor bibs & coat. I don't know why he had a problem with my adjusting the suspenders and rolling up the legs of the bibs for my comfort and leaving them that way for future use. You would think after 36 years of marriage, he would understand what is mine is mine and what is his is mine. He surprised me at Christmas with a whole new outfit in dusty rose. I can get my chores done and make a fashion statement.




Besides many hands making light work, my life has gotten easier as a result of another Christmas gift. For the last few years, Mom & Dad Hunter have given us a tool or device to add to our shop. This year's addition holds eight yards, has two wheels, and will be very useful, but the look on Dad Hunter's face when he told me about his purchase was the best part of all.

He said, "There I was, in line at the check out with a wheelbarrow under my arm when across the store, I SAW IT!" To hear him tell it, a ray of sunshine was gleaming down and angels were singing. PRICELESS!!! I must say though, chore time is a lot more pleasant for me!