here's the gauge mimi made to measure the snowfall on our back deck. this is the snow as of 11:30 am. maybe if we're feeling really productive we'll chart the snowfall. we went outside to play in the snow earlier. mimi had fun, but it wasnt so great for ozzy because the snow was so high, he just kept falling over. the first step he took into the snow, he does this massive face plant and then couldnt get back up. of course the heavy layers and thick snow boots didnt help matters!
sometimes when i think about giving up on life in general, and sitting like a blob all day, unbidden my mind fills up with images of a neglected garden turning brown, rotting, dying, and thats often enough motivation to keep going, if for no other reason than to prevent the desolation from becoming reality. is it weird that when i think of dying one day, that i get sad knowing my garden will die when i am gone? i dont think anyone else would go tend to it when i am no longer around. i hope they will at least keep a plant or two in remembrance of me, but the little pollinator waystation i've been working for several years now to create will likely be razed and no more.

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