Well, I'll be snowdamned, according to the weather predicting folks... I'm not short! At 5' 3 1/2" I'm slightly taller than our official measurement of snowfall for February 2019 (which, by the way, was taken yesterday, before the snowfall of last night continuing on into this morning!). 50.7 inches is tall in the snow measuring… Continue reading The day I looked out to discover I’m not short after all
Author: Shelley
Letting my quirk out one post at a time.
Winters’ Whispering Winds
You've heard of them, right? The 3 big W's. Winters' - Whispering - Winds. Don't they create the perfect setting for romance? Um...maybe...? After 30-40 mph winds, our backyard has taken on a white sand dune-like appearance - where a knight could ride across it with an Arabian horse and meet up with his mistress. … Continue reading Winters’ Whispering Winds
A winter battle of the lion and the lamb
Of course, the weatherman was finally right. The clouds darkened as evening approached. It was the calm before the blizzard. When we woke, we couldn't see out the windows. Well...sh*t...that's not a good thing?! I climbed on a chair so I could get a peek. Maybe out the patio door off the deck, it would… Continue reading A winter battle of the lion and the lamb
Why I cut my own curly gray hair
The day I had fully transitioned to my own naturally curly gray hair, was the last time I stepped into a hair salon. I was a happy camper, yes, I was. Now, hold it right there, don't ya all be thinking, "What is wrong with her? She's a woman over the age of 53 (54… Continue reading Why I cut my own curly gray hair
A cat critic watches as the last chip disappears
If you promise not to be too critical, or judgmental or laugh too hard, let me tell you if you've got the time, baby, I've got a helluva story to tell you about a gal who doesn't know how to share. I know a food addiction when I see one. I have the proper experience… Continue reading A cat critic watches as the last chip disappears
Playing with winter, a photography kind of way
I can do this. Yes, I can, Laura reminded me it's possible. I can be cheery while I enjoy my view of winter. Despite ALL of the snow, I just know, that I can find a small way to play, and it is always behind the camera that I find that way. Right? But it's… Continue reading Playing with winter, a photography kind of way