Yesterday on my lunch hour me and K drove out to his place in the country to tend to his epileptic dog which didn't want to pee in the snow. K got his big 4WD ATV out of his garage and set me to patrolling his property for snow elves. I rode up and down the hill and my breath froze in my moustache on account of it was about six degrees out there, but I never saw me no snow elves. It was pretty, though. Like a Norman Rockwell painting, if he'd painted in true life scale on a canvas several miles big.
A vista of Washington County, NE
Turkeys crossing uphill
Jay on the ATV -- photo by K. Farris
Jay cruising the back 10 -- photo by K. Farris
It is still cold here diary, and I am like to have froze my knobs off if I wasn't dressed so warm and dorky.