Mr. UT and I have been dog-sitting a cute little love bug this past week. She’s very easy to take care of except when we are trying to get her to do her business in the cold. And it’s been very cold and snowy for several days here. I’m talking about temperatures of -5 to 15° F, with -24 windchills. I have to pick up and put her down several times to get her to go! LOL Mr. UT shakes his head at this. He takes her out, but balks at picking her up, so she rarely poops for him! I don’t really blame her. Glad we have indoor plumbing!
Now, Mr. UT and I can still walk in this weather. Over the last several years, I have bought warm winter clothes, made for walking in colder temperatures. It takes me an hour to put all the layers, on, but so worth it. (However, Mr. UT is of a different breed, and he can walk with one layer, and no hat. Once in a while, he will put up his hood.)
We spent Christmas visiting with my mom, eating chocolate, getting the dog to go outside, and walking in fresh snow. It was perfect. Small things, little gifts of time and love. Things are crazy in the bigger world right now. Mr. UT reminds me it’s always been crazy, we just didn’t have communications like we do now, so we never knew. Just ask my mom, as she has lived through the world a long time, having been born in 1925. (And by the way, she had to use outhouses for some time before they got indoor plumbing up in Nothern Wisconsin!)
Below is a poem I wrote for children, and I hope you like it!
“Hush”, says the forest,
As I walk under trees of pine,
Soft needles make a sofa,
On which the deer recline.
With a dog in one arm, and a coffee in the other,
On 6 Years, 3 Months, and 3 Weeks,