Coffee Warms A Six Degree Morning (Long Point State Park)

7:14

7:50

I woke at 6:15, an hour earlier than yesterday...why?  It's really cold out once again, supposedly staying this way into March.  We had a dusting of snow last night, and it's an overcast morning though I can see a hint of sunlight over Tom's Point, as the sun struggles to break through the clouds.  You know it's cold when there's not a fishing hut in sight at this hour.

Loving The Winter

Yesterday morning was great, the afternoon not so great. In the morning, we wanted to enjoy the newly fallen snow, so we drove over to Long Point and snow shoed/cross country skied the park, out for close to an hour and a half.  It was decent most of the way but there were patches of ice under the snow which made it difficult at times, as I would often slide sideways on the ice.  Evie loved it, just being active outside in the woods.  We were home by 11:30, for a quick lunch of a schnitzel sandwich and home made soup.

Long Point Park Trail

Chautauqua County Inmates, Clearing Snow at Long Point Park, As Trustee Watches

At 12:30, alas, I was off to the dentist, for two and a half hours, to get a new bridge. Can there be anything less desirable than sitting in a dentist's chair for a couple of hours, drill in your mouth, choking on the water, waiting for it to end.  I suppose only the anticipation, the waiting for the day to come, could be worse.  But having it out of the way is exhilarating, knowing the worst is over...for now.  Wait till next year.  I got home around 4:30, jaw sore, popped a couple of Advil, took a shower to warm up, felt better, especially when I sat down with Evie for a glass of wine before dinner.  I actually felt pretty good.

For dinner, Evie pulled out home made turkey/mushroom meatballs, added a jar of tomato sauce and viola, we had a spaghetti dinner, accompanied by a salad and bread.  We watched a couple of more episodes of House of Cards, one, the least interesting, as he is honored by his Alma mater, a military school like The Citadel.  We both are tired of the old boys acting like 'college kids.'  And we got caught up on Bill Maher's always blasphemous REAL TIME, which we guiltily admit to liking.  And finished the night with last week's American Idol, then back to my book, QUIET DELL, a love story sandwiched between murders and a search for a serial killer...what more could you ask for?