Cold, cold, bitter cold

Just thoughts about what is happening.

It has been bitterly cold here the past several days. Not the worst that we’ve had here, I think we’ve had at least three times of bitter cold in the 20+ years we’ve been living here. The last definitely within the past five years.

Earlier in the week, when it was snowing and warmer, I was thinking how much our dog Rocky would have loved it. He was a cold-weather dog, and liked nothing better than after a snow storm to go romping out in it. He’d find footprints, shove his nose deep inside them, inhale, and then sneeze. I miss him.

Even Rocky would have problems with 1° weather, though.

According to the weather info, we should have a break around Wednesday where the weather is in the 20°s. It’ll feel positively balmy. And by a week from now, the extended forecast is saying we’ll be in the 40°s and rainy. As long as it doesn’t devolve into ice, I’ll take it.

I’m going to try this week to keep to my writing schedule, and not let things throw me. I have been able to do that in the past few months, but the holidays and then the weather threw me off. As well as other unexpected hits.

But I still think, perhaps in spite of evidence, that the trend of our lives is upward. Not smoothly, and with a lot of setbacks. But the Lord has been and will continue to be good.

We will survive, we will thrive.