The post previously associated with this photo has been deleted due to reasons of terminal idiocy. Enjoy the view, however!
Cold Air Balloon

Last Friday, about 7:30 a.m…
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Well, I am glad to see that you are back at it! Happy New Year!
Thank you! [EDITED] Better now, don’t need doctor, still knocked back.
Now I am ungodly curious about the deleted post. The ballon photo still rocks, (great caption). I hope you are no longer under the weather and of course, moving is always hell, but maybe you will find a better place with a plowed road. Old place always looked warm and cozy, and I always enjoy cat and animal stories. BTW, the West Cougar has migrated as far as East Massachusetts. A hell of a ramble.
1. Very simple: the old post was written at 3:00 a.m. one morning and based on the ignorant premise that ballooning in these temperatures is goofy. Turns out I don’t know squat. Cold, dense air is a great environment for ballooning, and the flames keep the passengers warm enough. So the whole thing looked ridiculous.
2. Thank you. I’m not fully recovered, but better. No doctors needed so far.
3. This place is relatively cozy, all right, but always has been literally impossible to clean, for a myriad of reasons. It’s also always been too small, and I doubt many people would have stood it as long as we have. There have just been so many crises in our lives (financial, emotional, and family-wise) over the last few years, that in between them, making do has seemed like a relief! Except for the damn road, the location is excellent. Change is in the air for spring, however.