Shalom:
Well, I can at least report, that since my last post. There has been no more snow.
But it is still March.
Yes, the snow is beautiful, but all you look at it...day after day, after day....for weeks on end, it grows old rather quick.
The past few days, we have actually had almost Spring type weather. We are even walking about without jackets, though they are always handy. This afternoon, while driving home from an appointment, Mark and I actually spotted Elk.
Have to keep my camera handy.
Here is Montana, that is a clear sign of Spring; the Wild Life coming out once again, looking for food. Which includes Bears. So now I have to add a can of Bear Mace to warn off any attack from tall, furry beings.
Wonderful.
Shalom:
Every once in a while, in my declaration that I hate snow, I am reminded that I now live in Montana.
Snow Country.
This is the snow fall this morning, as I was on the phone with my sister in Boston.
Who reminded me she and her husband will be out to visit us around August.
When there is no snow.
I understand fully.
And it is hard on this Bipolar human, I can only imagine the thoughts going through my little guy's mind....
This picture was taken a few days ago. The snow would cover him now.
I am blessed with friends and family who ask how I am doing, referring to my mental state. The dark, snowy months of Montana are crude on those of us who suffer from any form of depression and there isn't enough vitamin D in the world to counteract the depression. For me, the added stress of waiting for Section Housing as well as not getting out much, only adds to my dark moods.
Dark moods I fight full-time to keep under control.
Mark is great. He gets me out of the house as he cans. He allows me to vent when I feel the walls close in.
And then there is the love of our little dog.
I have also started a daily reading from "GateWays To Torah," by Rabbi Russell Resnik. Mar and I had the honour of meeting Rabbi Resnik several years ago and when the book was release, he not only gave us a copy, but signed it.
I shall share from the book in the days to come.
Soon it will be time for me to go upstairs and make Mark's lunch and send him off to work.
In the snow.
Oh joy.
Shalom:
So I am sitting in Hastings Coffee Shop (no offend, but much better than Starbucks) enjoying a cold of coffee as I work on the blog.
Right now, we are without internet in the mountains, so I am sitting in a coffee shop in Helena, enjoying some cool jazz while Mark is at a few appointments.
I do enjoy getting out of the house, getting some sunshine, but, baby, it is COLD out here.
This week we are looking at sub-zero temps. Long john, wool hat and mittens weather.
It is so bad, we will be going to Petco to find boots for Monti.
Here in Montana, our Vet has informed us, even the big dogs wears coats and boots. Oh, I know, there are some die hearts out there with the "a dog is a dog...." but seeing my little 11 pound Papillion struggling in the snow, is a bit much.
So, yes, he is getting doggie boots.
I have to confess, the snow is beautiful. But it is also dangerous. In this cold, you can find yourself in danger within minutes.
This is why dressing in layers when traveling, making sure you have a full gas tank, dry food stuff, water, bags of sand, a shovel as well as a first aide kit along with a fully charged cell phone is so important around here.
Even keeping dog food for Monti, just in case.
As I sit here, sipping coffee, I think of family and friends back in the South and East, going through similar difficulties with snow storms kicking up. I think about the fact if we were still living in Virginia, we would be dealing with snowing right now.
At least it would be melting.
The snow does make for some lovely pictures, however...
Like, Laini Hates Snow Picture.
The past few days, we have actually had almost Spring type weather. We are even walking about without jackets, though they are always handy. This afternoon, while driving home from an appointment, Mark and I actually spotted Elk. 
