A Very Un-Typical Winter Day

Here's a typical winter day- wake up, and it's in the teens. Cloudy. Around lunchtime it warms up to 20! *gasp! heat wave!* Still cloudy. The day ends early, and it's dark before dinner, with no sunset at all because... guess what? It was cloudy. Oh, I forgot - stargazing is pretty much out... although the cloudgazing around here is wonderful, they say!

All summer long there won't be a cloud in the sky. (that means it's verrrry dry around here) But it's pretty... ummm... cloudy around here in the winter! Yes, Washington weather is extreme.

So what makes today so UNtypical?

The sunshine!! Yay!!!
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So this is to prove that Washington isn't ALWAYS cloudy. Just usually. And for sunshine people, (like some of us) it seems even cloudier than it really is. But there really are some sunny days!

And today was one. And we enjoyed it.

We finished off the day with a beautiful sunset, compliments of our marvellous Creator!! =)
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"O LORD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches."
Psalm 104:24
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Hope ya'll are having a WONDERFUL week!!!

*gasp* Oh, my word!! Tomorrow is February!

A Question

Hey, readers!!
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Since January is the quietest month on a farm (ha!), not much has been up around here.
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Mom and Dad just returned home after two weeks in California. (yes, you read that correctly, us kids were left in charge of everything here. no... nothing exploded - not even any flames, and little blood. very little excitement) So I'll have some pictures of that up soon. Because you're probably bored to death. Right?
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Right-o.

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So we're going to spice things up. I mean all that's happening around here is a January thaw. Definitely the "awfullest" season on a farm. And yes, I'm arguing for making the January thaw officially the fifth season. Because it's so dreadful it cannot be classed with the beautiful white winter or the magic (albeit muddy) spring.

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You're right again - I'm rambling.
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No, I won't ramble forever. I will get to the point.

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Which is this.

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What can we do differently on this blog?

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The obvious first answer would be "post more." And while I do want to hear if you want more posts... um... say something else besides that. Please. Because I already know you want more posts, and I will try to do something about it.

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But I was especially thinking of the navbar... the list of pages underneath the header. Call it what you like - but it's my personal opinion that there aren't enough pages on this blog, so that page list is kind of lacking.

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So what should we make another page on? Two pages? What do you want to see? Because we blog for you, dear readers.

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Okay. And we blog a little for ourselves... just so we can look back and laugh at the silly thing we said years ago.

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*ahem* that is as may be!

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So... what do you want to see? Anything new? New pages? New... pictures? New something?

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Help!!
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Oh yes... here's a picture for your week! =)

Hugs!
Hannah

Nothing Much...

Just a few pictures of our faithful barn cats for you to enjoy. Since we weren't up to anything... really... and since I was bored. =) Hope ya'll are having a wonderful week!!

Quotables!!

H: (musing over why cowboys raise their hats to women out of courtesy) Doesn’t it make you wonder; I mean, where did that come from? Because they want to show off their hairdos?

Sarah: Don’t move that there.
Roberta: *pulls back hand* What?
S: That! Right there!
R: But…
S: Don’t move it, okay? Don’t move that thing right there!
R: But…
S: Just don’t!
R: But I already moved it.
S: (growling) Well, I said don’t.
R: I moved it before you said don’t.
S: *glares*
R:(long pause) …so do you mean, don’t as in don’t you dare move it again, or don’t as in travel back in time and change it so it wasn’t moved in the first place?
S: Just don’t.

Hannah, reading to Abby: Once upon a time there was a King, and all his daughters were beautiful, but the youngest was the mos-…never mind.

Sarah: So, are you going to wake up tomorrow morning?

Hannah: (puzzling out the final outcome of a card game) So…I would play this one…(taps one of her cards, looks up at Sarah, who is holding her last card in hand) and you would play that one…
Sarah: (aghast) How did you know?

Abby: Berta, will I be famous?
Roberta: Well, why would you be famous?
A: My birthday is on President’s Day. Will that make me famous?
R: No. That won’t make you famous. Why; did you want to be?
A: Well, it certainly is disappointing.

Abby: (on Johnny Weir) I am going to write him a note and say, are you a girl? I won’t tell anybody.

Hannah: Would you like to lend me some money? Like, indefinitely?

Roberta: I have a mild case of the hiccups…
Sarah: A wild case?
R: Mmmmmmild.
S: Oh.
R: You just had the wrong letter. Turn it right side up and you have the right one. (then, thoughtfully) Depending on which font you use.

Hannah: 'All the world is a stage'. Shakespeare said that, but I don’t think he knew what he was talking about.

Happy New Year!

Happy new year everyone! Welcome to 2011!