Standing outside on the porch all I can hear is the sound of the wind as it comes up the mountain through the trees. Weather is suppose to get progressively worse overnight and dangerously cold. We may not get down the mountain tomorrow. I've been throwing birdseed out on the ground and filling the feeders. Birds are eating everything is sight.
Made a cauliflower soup. Now the house smells like someone had gas and I can't open the windows.
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