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A Bundle of Myrrh

"My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh." Song of Solomon 1:13

Archive for the ‘Weather’ Category

>It’s Baaaaack!

Thursday, March 26th, 2009

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Look what happened today. 🙁
Yeah, that’s snow. Thankfully we’ve hit 34 degrees so it’s pretty much all gone now, but what a downer.

>Outside.

Tuesday, March 10th, 2009

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We had another “warm” day this week! We have to enjoy these as much as we can when we get them. Lily and I spent some time on the patio.

>Taste of Spring.

Friday, February 27th, 2009

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We had a tropical heat wave on Wednesday and got up to 62 degrees! Lily and I had to take advantage of that and played in our backyard for the first time.

We played with grass, sticks and leaves! She was pretty good about not putting anything in her mouth except one leaf that quickly came back out.


We also played with Daddy.




This was nice while it lasted. We’re back in the teens today with more snow on the way.

>Ice Fishing.

Wednesday, February 4th, 2009

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Phil was sooo excited to take me ice fishing on Saturday. I, big surprise, was not that excited. It wasn’t that I thought I’d be cold, bored and did I say cold? But that I’d be cold and we’d both fall through the ice and leave Lily an orphan. Hey, it happens. Phil laughed at me and said “Aubri they drive pickups out on the ice. Unless you weigh a ton, you won’t fall through.” Unconvinced I decided I’d give it a go. We left Lily with a sitter. I told her goodbye hoping I’d see her again and we drove out to the lake we fish in during the summer. It was quite different looking this time of year. There were about 40-50 people all over it, huddled together or going it alone around little holes in the ice. I was relieved and more concerned at the same time. With this many people, surly the strength of the ice would be weakened! But no, it looked thick enough so out we went.

Phil hauled the equipment. Who knew it would take this much!

Drilled a hole in the ice with the auger.

Measured the depth of the water. We were over 15 feet of water. The ice was about 18 inches thick….good thing!

And then we sat with our line in the water. It was a warm 45 degrees so we didn’t set up the hut. See how warm I am. Everything was going well, slow, but well until I went to take a picture of Phil.

Here’s the picture I took, from my bottom with my foot dangling through a foot of ice in 30 degree water. No, the ice didn’t suddenly give way under my 1 ton body, I’d stepped backwards into a very obviously open fishing hole. Proudly there was no panicking on my part even though I could say my life flashed before my eyes, until I realized I couldn’t get my foot out of the hole and thought Phil would have to drill me out or cut my foot off or worse, I’d have to remove the boot I was wearing that I’d borrowed from someone! Don’t worry though, tragedy and more embarrassment was avoided by simply crawling to my hands and knees and pulling my foot out, boot in tact. We quickly packed and got back to the truck so hypothermia wouldn’t set in on my soaked foot. And I’ll say, I was glad to be leaving, not because I was bored or cold, but because I know I heard the old man behind us chuckling.