Two thirty in the afternoon, in the deep South. One hundred miles North of New Orleans. It isn’t supposed to be this way. This clock sits right over our back door. Though the indoor temperature isn’t correct due to my having the door open for a for a few minutes, the outdoor temp is correct. We received a second round of the white stuff again, today. Twice in one week.
To say we aren’t used to this is an understatement. Most of what we got today was sleet, so all the roads are a sheet of ice. Thankfully, we have no where to go, as I’m sure it’s bumper cars in town.
Miss Casita wish’s she was back down in South Texas.
Put out some seed for the birds, and spent most of the day trying to get some good shots through the window. Seems what my eye sees as proper focus doesn’t agree with my camera on zoomed shots. Working on that diopter setting. Will have to figure out what’s best. trying to shoot with my glass’s on, or off.
Hopefully, by tomorrow it will start melting. Supposed to be near seventy By Sunday. Welcome to the Deep South, and global warming…….jc