The second coat of Linen White paint went on very well in the kitchen, dining room and hallway. Now we can attempt the flooring project - again...LOL. We actually had a little play time after painting and organizing. We dined in town at a Mexican restaurant (it was terrible) and shopped in a few stores.
Sunday morning found us at our favorite place, the creek. It's melodic waters seem to be flowing faster these days, and it is 42 degrees, down 4 from last month. Our neighborhood flock of ducks don't care, they just fly, float, and quack, quack, quack.
Speaking of snow, a 15 mile drive north on Highway 89A toward Flagstaff led us to about 2 feet of snow on the ground. Several snowmen guarded the road while we stopped to have some fun. We haven't "played" in snow in about 20 years. We exchanged snowballs and marveled at the beautiful scenery. I'd completely forgotten that distinctive "crunch" sound when feet walk on snow.
This weekend's small winter storm also brought more than snow, rain and sleet. Low lying clouds shrouded the red rocks turning them into old-time black and white photographs.
After mailing the last of our Christmas cards, we headed back home to enjoy our son's 30th birthday. My lungs are craving that pure air already.
| Low lying winter storm clouds |
| Winter storm clouds |