Monday, March 28, 2011
The picture at the top of the blog is about right. We still have plenty of snow and plenty of freezing temperatures. In a nutshell, spring has not sprung here. We enjoy our trips to town because most of the snow has melted there, just eight miles away. It's still plenty cold, but at least we're not looking at the white stuff. Our driveway is a pleasure now that the rocks have been placed, and we no longer have mud season in the living room. This has made me incredibly happy. So happy, that I was compelled to wash and wash the floors this past weekend. What happened? Well, the floors were spotless with a beautiful sheen that had been allowed to dry uninterupted for five hours while I drove Allison to Newburgh on Friday night. When I came in, all the dogs were let out for some fresh air, and it became clear that Jake could not walk on the newly waxed floors. Even I was cautious as a quick turn could cause you to wrench your back. The floors were polished to a sheen, and he couldn't walk down the hallway. We have strategically placed throw rugs throughout the house, and Jerry laid them down artfully in the hall so that Jake could go from one to the other without injury. I guess this frees me from all floor waxing respnsibilities in the future? We'll see. He's been quite careful though, but I have caught him trying to get into the woods across the street, following Bailey up the mountain, blindly I might add. If he should fall in the woods, and I can't find him, I would say he's up a creek without a paddle. He's had to be helped up many times when his hind legs just give out. It's a terrible thing to see, but the fact that he is still interested in mountain climbing does intrigue me. It is a case of mind over matter. The desire to have a good time outweighs the risk of injury. Have I mentioned that I have been horseback riding? I go to an hour class on Wednesday nights, and to say that it has revived me is an understatement. I am living for that hour, once per week. For that one hours I feel weightless, fearless and empowered. I'm climbing obstacles, running, galloping and just being free. So I totally understand Jake and his mountain climbing persuits. We're both trying to squeeze a little bit more out of our limits. I dont' know how Jake feels, but I do know that I am feeling happier for that pursuit. Now if this damn snow would just go away, we'd be great.
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