January 25, 2016
Good morning. The sun is shining and it's about 19F degrees. Tomorrow is supposed to be warmer so maybe I'll go out to do errands then. Today I need to get busy and work on my tax stuff. I am very good at neglecting it, but it needs to be done.
Last night there was a gorgeous moon with quite an aura around it. I had to wait until around 3:30 a.m. to be able to try to get some photos of it. Before then, the tall trees hide it from my view. I took some photos through the glass door pane.
It's aura was rather bright with a bluish hue, probably because of the clouds. Most of my photos look the same as these two, and the rest had light rays tht were bright and hid any details on the moon.
After taking photos, I was awake so I crocheted for a little while and gave Pogo an early breakfast. I figured that would tire me out and I could get some more sleep. I guess I didn't figure right. Sleep after that was elusive. Tonight, I'll have to leave the camera in it's bag and stay in bed.
I think maybe our neighborhood hawk has moved on to another yard because a few of our little birds have come back. They don't stay out in the open for very long, but at least they are here. I'll have to go out later and toss a bowl of goodies beneath my car for them.
The other night while it was snowing, I took photos of the bushes in front of the kitchen window. (phtos taken through the window) I think the shapes that plants and trees and shrubs take on when they are covered with snow is so very interesting. This is part of a tall rose bush. The little beads are tiny rose hips.
This photo was taken around 10:30 p.m. Saturday night. The light shining on the bush is from one of the security lights on the house.
Ever wonder how some folks keep their jobs? We've been getting our fuel oil from the same company since back in the 80's. They always said that they would only come out for a fill up (not a partial fill) and they expected to be paid in full at the time of the delivery. No problem.
So here we are more than thirty years later, and when I call for a delivery the conversation goes like this: (me) Hi, this is Mrs Barron and I'd like to schedule a fill up. (secretary) Ok, and what is your name? I repeat my name. (secretary) And what is your address? I give her my address. (secretary) What is your phone number ma'am? It shows on her phone but I give it to her anyway.
(secretary) And how much oil would you like? This one always confuses me because they will only deliver a total fill up. (me) Can I get just a half tank? (secretary) No, we only deliver fills. (me) That's okay because I asked for a fill up when you answered my call. Now the secretary sighs. Hmm, I wonder if my phone call woke her up?
Mind you, this same voice has been asking me these same questions all these years, and to date she does not have a file card with my name, address and phone number on it. She still asks me every time I call if this is a single family house. And for years I've been telling her "Yes it is." I asked once why they did not have my information in a file on their computer and was told "Oh we don't believe in using computers." I guess the lady only has a short attention span too. Also, she might be married to the owner. If so, that would explain how come she still has her job. What do I know?
Well, that's about all the news for this morning. Now I'm going to find some mischief to get into. So, till tomorrow, Y'all stay warm and have a wonderful day.
Hugs, Edna B.