What’s almost here? Spring…spring is almost here. Yay!
We went to the Tokushima Castle Museum today and stopped in the gardens to take pictures if the kids with the first blossoms of spring. It’s so nice to see them.
Winter might finally be losing its grip. Now if only it would warm up.
I’m back in musical rehearsals this weekend. We’re creeping up on performance time very quickly, so we’re trying to get everything finished.
Today was a silvery kind of day.
Not only do they (supposedly) help a cat with their balance, they are also built in scarves.
If your nose gets cold while you sleep, just drape your tail over it!
Beautiful blue skies in the winter are like lies by omission. It’s like the outdoors are saying “It’s so beautiful today! Come out and play!” But what the outdoors aren’t telling you is that it’s ridiculously cold outside and it’s going to snow in a couple of hours.
We have thrown in the towel. Waved the white flag. We have officially surrendered to winter. We have moved our bed downstairs to the living room for the duration.
It’s close and cramped, but at least it’s warm.
Oh…and Manmaru absolutely loves when we sleep downstairs. The food dish is so much closer.
Yes, I’m still cheating and using the photo from my black and white challenge; mostly because I keep looking at them and telling myself “Wow…that’s actually a really nice photo!”
I took this one yesterday on my walk.
I really really like this one. Really.
Wow did it snow last night. And today. And the temperatures haven’t risen about freezing all day. Actually, it’s officially been below freezing since about 3 p.m. Since there’s a ton of snow and a ton of ice out there, driving was definitely not safe, so I didn’t go to work today. I did get out from under my kotatsu and went for a walk for about an hour this morning. It was cold. My toes were frozen blocks of ice when I got home.
As much as I hate the cold, I have to admit undisturbed snow is really beautiful.
Usually, when I get home, Manmaru is waiting at the door, yelling at the top of his lungs. Or he’s running down the stairs yelling at the top of his lungs. Either way, I get welcomed home by a furry beastie.
I think my Welcome Committee has retired for the winter. It’s just too cold to hang out by the door or by the window up stairs. When I got home today, there was no furry beast. No yelling. No running at me. No trying to trip me as I come into the house. Instead, I found this:
He’s deserted his post as Welcome Committee for warm snuggles with Brandon. I feel so betrayed.
It’s Sunday, so it’s laundry day. Now that it’s winter, laundry day is a big task. We wear lots of layers, which means lots of laundry.
We tend to sort our laundry as it comes out of the dryer and then fold in groups…all the shirts, all the button ups, all the towels, etc. I dumped the socks on the folding table and was a little blown away by the size of the pile.
That seems a little much to be a weeks worth of socks for two people, but I refuse to live with cold feet. I hate it when my feet are cold more than almost anything else.
We were supposed to go the Shikoku Field Day, but this morning we woke up to more snow. Yay. Instead, we spent most if the day staying warm and waiting for the snow to stop and start melting off. In the evening, we drove out to Field Day to socialize a bit and stopped for curry and naan on the way home.