It's just another weekend laundry day around here. I literally had to yank my towels and washcloths from the clothesline. They froze to the line, where they were pinched by the wooden clothespins. Even if I had a million dollars, I would still hang my clothes out when ever possible. Even in the snow.
The barn cat's water bowl froze over, but the chicken's did not. It's pretty cold and by 1:00pm today it felt like bedtime. The cloud cover, and lack of sunshine is a bid depressing.
My 14 year-old daughter cut leaves from construction paper and each of us wrote something we are thankful on them. The hall way wall is now the "wall of Thanksgiving." It's another memory we'll share together.
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