"Bare branches of each tree
on this chilly January morn
look so cold so forlorn.
Gray skies dip ever so low
left from yesterday's dusting of snow.
Yet in the heart of each tree
waiting for each who wait to see
new life as warm sun and breeze will blow,
like magic, unlock springs sap to flow,
buds, new leaves, then blooms will grow."
~Nelda Hartmann - January Morn~
Right now it is 34 degrees F. Last night we had an icy rain that started in the late evening and lasted until the wee hours. It stopped me from getting off to sleep as it slapped the window. When I peeked through the blinds this morning to see what it was like I saw my neighbor - in his SUV - slide down his driveway and hit his mailbox. Not a good start to his morning. It brings back a memory of our poor mailman knocking on our door to apologize for hitting our mailbox. The pole holding it had snapped in two. It was a very similar morning weather-wise. Gregg has just left for work. I'm sure the main roads will be fine but getting out of the neighborhood is the challenge. After seeing several cars coming slowly down the road without incident he felt it was okay to go into work, though he borrowed my car instead of his van. Easier to drive in bad weather.
We watched a new show last night called Harry's Law with Kathy Bates as Harriet Korn, a patent attorney who gets fired from her job and decided to open her own practice. It's a comedy-drama and the first show was excellent. I've always been a fan of Kathy Bates and felt the whole cast had a great chemistry. One of the funny side-lines is that Harry's secretary sells shoes out of the same office, so basically they have a lawyer's practice/shoe store, which is a hoot.