We had more snow during the night and it is still snowing lightly.

Clearing the snow again today, in advance of a big snowstorm on the way Tues-Wed.

He's warm in the cab.

He is quite proficient in his work.

Making a path to the chicken coop.

Il neige ici, was my thought this morning. It is snowing here.

Stayed up until 6:45am, unable to sleep and writing out some thoughts. Woke to the sounds of the dog barking and the snow blower tractor in the driveway at 9:15am, very groggy. Got the money ready for our snow-blow-pro, took a few pics, and waited until he finished and then paid him the $30. He said that I was right (!) about the shape of our property, which he had disputed yesterday. It's something I seldom hear said to me "You are right" or "You were right", and so I was chuffed to hear those words. Came back in, fed the cats, and went back to bed. Woke  once at 11:40am and gave Toad his morning meds and had him apply his nitro patch, ate two egg rolls he nuked for me, and then went back to bed again. Woke next around 6:30pm when the phone rang; a friend in Ontario called to chat for a while. It was 7:19pm before I could get off the phone and make us some food. Toad had eaten egg rolls during the day but was pleased to have the black bean tortilla I made him. I ate one and then took my meds. Fed the cats another can of food at Tommy's insistence. Il n'est pas du tout jeune.

Checked my email and FB, and had Toad sit beside me to show him something I had posted on FB. We then watched the sixth and final episode of Columbo season two, which starred Martin Landau as identical twin brothers. It was very entertaining. Afterwards I had to feed the cats yet another can of food at Tommy's insistence, and then  I practiced French via Duolingo, pleasantly surprised to see my French tree still completely golden. I did three Strengthen Skills exercises and then re-read a story from Set Three called Le Serpent (the snake). Ate some peanut butter on a slice of bread while practicing French.

No jigsaw puzzle done today. No hot meal cooked for the chickens.

Now it is 11:11pm and I am sitting here with a headache, Tommy on me, the woodstove fire out, and a strong desire to go back to bed. I am planning to finish  Death in a Strange Country, by Donna Leon, tonight. Toad is due for his evening/bedtime meds and to remove his nitro patch. Getting him up now.

Ah, the wood caught fire in the woodstove without me having to do anything about it. Toad's meds are all sorted out. I've taken two extra-strength Tylenol for my aching left eye socket.

Thanks Be For:  Small pleasures, such as holding hands with Toad during Columbo

I'm Reading: the same two books: A Little Life , by Hanya Yanagihara and Death in a Strange Country, by Donna Leon

French Lesson Sentence(s) of the Day:

• Il n'est pas du tout jeune.  He is not young at all.
• Qu'est-ce qu'il y a ?  What is going on?
• C'est à peu près ça.  Meaning: That is about it.
• Ça m'étonnerait.  I doubt it.

Photo(s)/Capture(s) of the Day:

Molly and Tommy sleeping in Toad's chair near the woodstove early this AM.

Le Serpent