I am reading Signs of Blood by Vicki Lane.
Gym, drugstore, and grocery store this morning. It’s been cloudy all day keeping temperatures in the upper 30’s which is not helping to melt this white stuff.
Colin and I have carved out a path along the foundation of the house that goes along the sides and around the back to under the deck. He stands on drive and looks at the mounds of snow blocking his way into the yard, which is still too deep for him to get through easily, and wonders why he can’t get over there. At least this way he can find places along the path to go potty.