|Micro-mini roses, growing in my sunny window.|
Wouldn't life be grand if all I had to do was ring a bell, by my bedside, and a member of the [imaginary] kitchen staff would scurry upstairs, delivering Lady Kate some hot tea with lemon + honey?
Yup, I could definitely go for a lady's maid. And, a stable hand!
Sick as I was, I knew I had to check the temperature because we're stuck in the middle of a perfectly horrid & bitterly cold weather pattern. And, I'm Mom to 2 horses who need me.
Sure enough, it was already 2 below zero. Which is unbelievably cold around these parts. And, destined to drop to 10 below zero by midnight. With no snow cover ~ which serves as a thermal blanket ~ there will be some serious winter kill in my flower garden.
And, boy were they excited to see me!
Typically, when people work with horses, they put a halter on them and tie them up to something so they can't run away. But, I don't do that. I figure if I'm going to all the trouble of paying you a visit and bringing you a nice, warm blankie, the very least you can do is behave.
They didn't move a muscle while I bundled them up. Still as statues while I buckled them into their toasty warm coats. I was so proud of my girls!
Then I bee-lined it back to my own toasty warm blankets and here I shall stay until the weather warms and the flu says bye-bye. Or, until I need another cup of tea.