Okay. Mom's been gone for five hours, and I declare that a State of Boredom exists in placid, subarctic Connecticut!
What does one DO here in January? Watch the icicles form?
At least our friends across the Pond are being treated to a breathtaking, destructive winter storm ravaging the Continent!
What do WE get? Icy calm!
The temperature's falling at about the same rate as the New York Stock Exchange, and Sephie tells me it should be zero degrees Kelvin by noon Monday. Makes you wonder what kind of idiots would voluntarily leave lovely, Roundhead-vexed England to come here in the days when the climate was even worse!
Ahhhhh....There IS a way to break through the fog of ennui! When the going gets tough, the tough get, well leaping !
Truthfully, this scares Mom, but she's mercifully basking her tush beyond the Arctic Circle. Dad lets me do this!
There are three steps on the stairway to the back deck. The trick is to clear all three in one easy stride without slipping on the ice. Here's what it looks like: