View from the Porch – Frost as thick as Snow

View from the Porch – Frost as thick as Snow

Don't even try talking to me before I've sucked down a couple of cups of coffee. Coffee must be sucked down while I'm out on the front porch, with a cheap cigar.

Okay, that's a bit of an exaggeration, but as the sky was starting to get lighter and I was anxiously preparing my first cup of coffee, the roof tops I could see out the kitchen window were pure white, it looked like snow.

The neighborhood was covered in a thin layer of white, from lawns to cars to roof tops. Dark patches on roofs gave away where houses could use a bit more insulation. The other morning I mentioned this:

As the sky lightened, a couple of song birds could be heard in the trees in the neighborhood. Their songs didn't last long, they quickly realized that no response was forthcoming. Give it another month, you'll get a response.

Looks like they only had to wait a few more days. Singing was coming from all around. Cardinals were easy to pick out, but I could hear three other songs from birds I don't know by sound. The annoying caws of the crows and the shrill sound the woodpeckers make don't count.

Last night all the info needed for the financial section of an annual report arrived. This means six days straight of 12 hour days, but I get to work out of the comfort of my home. Ten years ago I used to do 15 annual reports this time of year and each year more disappeared as the work went to India and China. I get email all the time from both offering to help me with my annual reports. Yeah, thanks, but no thanks.

Now, I hear the BP station is hiring and a friend of a friend is one of the managers. My chances are pretty good and they pay a bit better than minimum wage, no benefits. I'm excited at the opportunity.

Monday with the wind, not a single squirrel came to visit. Yesterday only two ventured out. That means today, with the calm winds and blue skies, I should be hearing little knocks at the door and squirrel squeaking that roughly translates to "hey buddy, where's the fucking peanuts?"

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