6 February …

 

It is said (in reference to the groundhog) …

“If Candlemas dawns bright and clear, there will be two winters in the year.                                                                                                                             If Candlemas dawns dark and gray, winter has come and gone away.”

This past saturday (Candlemas/Imbolc/Groundhog Day) was dreary, grey, and raining here so we should be heading into Spring soon.  Garden planning has started and I’ll get the seed order out in the next few days.

However …

This was the scene Monday morning …

It has been snowing and/or raining ever since.  Tuesday morning and this morning  it has been below freezing and we’ve been getting only three or four eggs a day.

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The first meeting of this year’s beginners’ taiko class will be this afternoon.  Paul will be there but I won’t.  I had already made plans to see “Carmen” in Medford with two friends.

Oh well …

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The birthday party last Saturday went well in spite of the wet weather.  I guess wet weather is one of the hazards of being born in January or February.

It was a “dinosaur” party. 

The gifts (both those received and those sent home with guests) were aimed at dinosaurs. 

 

 

 

The food was dinosaur themed and decorated.

 

 

I asked when Kamille and the others were going to hire out as party planners. 

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If my amateur photos of the Mountain aren’t enough, or you want to see “live” what’s happening, the Chamber of Commerce has a cam on top of the Police station aimed at the Mountain. 

https://mtshastachamber.com/live-cam/

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Another thought about winter pictures …

I find amazing scenes every time I step outdoors into snow.  I am always gobsmacked (a word Jane Fonda recently used on an interview and the interviewer didn’t know what she was talking about … guess you have to be more than a certain age to recognize it).

However, I understand not everyone feels this way so here is only one picture.

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Finally, something to consider …

The art of happiness lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.                 … H B Stowe

So … ‘til next week …