Changes completed, links have changed

One of my goals for the new year was to discontinue my paid Plans and domain names at WordPress. I went ahead and did that, today. The affected blogs are now and I have not decided what to do, if anything, with The Art of Disorder, now that the daily WP prompts and weekly WP photo prompts have disappeared.

The poetry blog? I have been wanting to redo that one for years. It’s like a many-tentacled beast. I need to weed it out. I hate to say, “delete it and start over”, but it may come to that.  I’ve done that with every blog I have, eventually. Sometimes, more than once.

It’s done, finished. I can quit fussing about if I really want to do it or not.







Through Snowy Windows

hand railing viewed through the glass and screen windows of a door
View Through the Windows

The sky is clear, and the winds have died down since the overnight blizzard. Prodigious snowblowing throughout the immediate neighborhood. The other of us has made it back from his favorite coffee shop, where he enjoyed a full breakfast. Looking forward to a leisurely evening.

Winter, Arriving | Blizzard on the Way

From the National Weather Service: The first round of snow has left much of the region with around 5 to 8 inches of snowfall. Snow will continue across mainly southeast North Dakota and west central Minnesota into the evening hours, with an additional 5 to 10 inches of snow expected by Friday morning. Blizzard conditions will develop this afternoon along and west of the Red River Valley, continuing into the overnight hours. Wind gusts up to 50 mph are expected.

When I let the Scampers out before breakfast, they found themselves nearly up to their necks in snow. They are now recovering.

After Snowdrifts

Comfortably tucked in, here, waiting out the storm. It never seems to arrive as horrid as the weather service makes it sound. Well, almost never. So we make preparations and enjoy the time off from having to “do things”. The other of us is sleeping in. ::smile::

Saturday photographs in the front yard

Blown in by a North Wind

The wind carried a few dead leaves into the yard from the cottonwood tree, two yards over, in which the crows gather on a regular basis. Warm enough to go out without a jacket for a few photographs, this morning.

Up late last night, copying off photo files from this computer to add to the offline archives.

I may take a nap, now.