Slow Time of the Year

  Just not a heck of a lot to write when the world outside is frozen.  There is this glacier in front of the house that refuses to melt when the sun is shinning.  The rest of the roads could be clear but I couldn't get to them without risking my life riding over my own personal sheet of ice.

  Not that I'd want to ride when it's 4 degrees.......just saying. 

Slow Time of the Year

Just not a heck of a lot to write when the world outside is frozen. There is this glacier in front of the house that refuses to melt when the sun is shinning. The rest of the roads could be clear but I couldn't get to them without risking my life riding over my own personal sheet of ice.

Not that I'd want to ride when it's 4 degrees.......just saying.