Cold, windy, and snowing again.

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I checked on the ducks.  Still trying to stay up late enough to see them stowed.  Thought they might choose to get out of the weather.  Nope!  Enjoying the pool, playing grabass, and eating snow flakes for fun.  Henry... gets a thing for the 'foreign' girls, from time to time.  And ol' Herc has a heck of a time trying to keep him off.  And while Herc is busy that way, Theseus is grabbing some on the side too.  Damned kids!

Anyway, it's not time to let them in.  A few kalamata olives, but just a few.  Salty, but tasty.  I'd like to eat more but I am rather still full.  Had to stuff the ten or twelve little olives in.  Oh, brats?  I could grill those.  Might cause enough hunger to eat one?  Maybe.  Something to do, and I don't want them to go bad.  Just plain brats.  The rest?  One or two into the soup, one or two with eggs, or another for snacking eventually.

If the other eggs are good, and they should be.  They are the freshest of the storebought.  I will boil eggs tomorrow.  Some for snacks, some for pickling.  Hmm, maybe I could chop a few of the brats and put those in... once cooked.  I would like to try a number of sausages, kielbasa included.  I just like the idea of sausages with the eggs.  It could... improve the texture, or offer contrasting texture?  And flavor.

I'll also feed the girls again, before bedtime.  They sure have been hungry.  I don't want them to eat too much, but I don't want them to starve, either.  Is it the weather?  Changing from warm to cool, to even cold?  The darkness?  At least I got a spot of sunlight when feeding the rabbits.  Oh, I will close their tarps down, keep them warmer.  It isn't as much the temp, as the wind, plus the snow... wet.

Bits and pieces.  Still, it was a good day, if not completely successful.  Tomorrow.  Tomorrow, as today, will be a lighter work day.  The goal is to finish dishes, though, and hit the counters.  Plus more boxes, maybe a load downstairs... with a broom for sweeping and removing spider webs.  Oh, and setting a mouse trap or three.  Yea.  If I don't die in my sleep.

Good night... or soon enough.