My previous post was one of lush green. The snow had melted and the rains fell in abundance. The 58de temps were such a gift. Then Friday arrived. I got hit by some kind of bug and was sick as a dog! It was one of those times when at first you thought you were going to die and then you were afraid you wouldn't! Thankfully it passed as quick as it arrived since this is my call weekend. It's been quiet so far but it's not over until 6:30 am. It's the only time I truly look forward to Monday morning when it's over! So what do you do when you're hanging around the house on a weekend when Mother Nature decides to pull a fast one? When she reminds you that you are in the thick of Winter?