That grey time

The time between Christmas and New Year's is that no man's land.  

I feel like many do, that half the time I don't even know what day and time it is.  I should be eating healthier and don't have that "but it's Christmas" excuse but there's also the "let's start in the New Year" mentality!

Anyway, this time of year I like to get the dogs out for some winter hikes.  

However, it was not meant to be this year.  Sisko's leg has healed just enough that he is wrestling around with Booker and thinks he is all better, but that slight limp tells the real story.  I don't want him to slip or overdo it and end up re-injured.

Then there's mother nature who has lost her damn mind. 

After running on snow covered roads, Saturday, Sunday started out very cold and they were calling for a hell of a storm so we went in to refill our propane tanks and get some food in case we lost power.

It started warming up rapidly mid-day and was windy but we got in a run.

By yesterday morning it was dark out, super windy, in the 40's and raining with the prediction of a snowstorm moving in. 

So we took a brief run - with Booker in his raincoat!

  This boy loves running, but was not a fan of the wind attacking his ears, so we did just a short one to get some fresh air.

By evening the snow had arrived and the wind gusts were slamming the house, so we just cuddled down and relaxed.

Sisko understood the assignment!