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Sunday, January 20, 2013

2013, right?

A new year has dawned and we are already a month past the solstice. My attitude improves with each lengthening day. This is "up North" for many people, but winters have been getting progressively milder for a couple of decades now. We are just going into our first cold spell of more than a day or two for the first time this winter. After about 8 inches of snow over the past couple of days the bottom is dropping out of the thermometer. It lets you know this by blow all the accumulated snow into the woods or the big lake. I have a lot of bare ground again! Yesterday the temperature dropped from 27 at 3:00 pm  to -1 by 10:00 pm and the wind went from nothing to 20-30 mph all night. Even with 9-1/2" walls you still hear the wind.

The horses are fat and hairy, but even they decided going in the barn overnight was a good thing. I gave them some breakfast at the usual time, but seeing as how I don't have to go to work today I didn't put them out until nearly 10. They were ready by then. They will likely be put in most nights this week as the cold and wind continue. It means about an extra hour and a half for two people to clean and reset the bark each day. As I noted to myself the other day after doing it alone, " I ain't fifty anymore." It was easier when I was younger.
The horses haven't had to do much tis winter, but a couple of weeks ago they helped teach a couple of our musher neighbors how to ride. They were somewhat bored as you can see by their sleepy eyes.
I have been doing a little reading again. Finally a little down time. I am just getting started on Arnaldur Indridason's detective stories and other writings. The fun thing about those is that while the places are exotic (Iceland) I have been to some of them which gives the settings a familiarity. On the other hand it is also good to read about places I haven't been to try and get an idea of what they may be like.

I haven't been taking a lot of pictures as there isn't much daylight and it's damn cold some days. I have been buying and selling some lenses and cameras in order to make a few bucks to help get some really nice lenses. It is a slow and tedious way to do it and it would be far more efficient to work a part time job for a few hours a week. At least I can do it from home and I get to play with a few "toys" before I send them on to their next home. It keeps me out of the bars. Here is a shot from a while back looking from the barn to the neighbors' house at sunset at about 4 in the afternoon.
Back to the book at hand.


6 comments:

Donna Banta said...

I'm going to have to check out those detective stories set in Iceland. I've been reading Jo Nesbo's thrillers set in Oslo, and the setting contributes so much to the stories.

Love the fat and hairy horses!

Professor Batty said...

I've finally stopped buying lenses*, but I've got a yellow(!) K-01 body on the way. I've got 9 Arnaldur IndriĆ°ason titles on my shelf; I find a definite undercurrent of social criticism throughout the series.

*although the 10-17 fisheye would be fun to use- maybe just one more?

Pixel Peeper said...

I know what you mean about planning to get new lenses and equipment. At my house, we eat a lot of lentil soup leading up to the purchase of "camera stuff."

Vicki said...

It has been relatively warm here in the North of Iceland...it was 10 the other morning. Not much snow either...even the huge piles of ice from the November blizzards are rapidly disappearing. Enjoy your reading time, the days will be longer soon!

Jono said...

Donna, I would like to read Nesbo's work also. So many books, so little time.

Batty, a local friend has one and is just amazed at it IQ and color rendering. LBA is a harsh mistress. She can only be ignored for so long!

PP, I don't think I could get that kind of support. Lucky you!

Vicki, I look at the farm cam at PolarHestar near Grenevik at least a few times a week. Your weather can have a different kind of harshness. Stay warm!

The Blog Fodder said...

The horse likely wonder why they are being annoyed by dumb humans when it is cold outside.