Winter is conducive to sleep. The sun has been down for hours by bedtime and it's not up yet when the alarm goes off in the morning. The bed is weighted down by a blanket, quilt, and comforter. The only night noises are singing coyotes and snowmobiles whining along a path on the other side of the woods. Well ... except when a storm blows in like last night. I did wake up when the wind began a high banshee wail as it passed the house. Not a snowstorm this time but a cold front. This morning the wind had calmed a bit and the temps had fallen to -9 degrees. Whip and I bundled up to feed the birds. The one or two inches of snow that fell yesterday were blown into small dunes. The wind had swept the snow off the solar panels except in one protected corner. It had also tipped over my garbage can that I'd put out last night. It had been waited down w/ trash and a bag filled w/ around 25 lbs of kitty litter. I righted it and came back inside. A good day to curl up w/ a dog, two cats, and a hot cup of coffee.
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