Snowed in. Send help! All I have left to eat is cookies.
Also the house is freezing. A little less freezing than last year because we have a new boiler, but still freezing!
Dear readers, I know you were expecting something from me with more words in it, but I have finally found a burst of energy and am using it to clean the cat box, so no time to post.
Believe me, this was necessary. The cats were about to stage an armed revolt.
But I have something for you too look at in the meantime. Here’s a nice old house from a village called Senovo. I walked to this village the other day to eat at a restaurant there, and took this photo along the way. I got so many good photos on this trip. I have to resize them for the web and post them. Really nice snow pictures.
And I fake Instagrammed this on a PC with some Photoshop filters. So there, you smug Iphone owners! I can take fake-vintage pictures too!
I know I already did a balcony post, but that was before dawn. The sun has come out now and reveals the following:
What are those mysterious footsteps leading away? And why is there a big black spot in the snow where they began? Have I been visited by the Abominable Snowman? Could he be some kind of pyromaniac?
These are the kind of thoughts you start to have when you’ve been snowed in for weeks on end, people.
I went to Krsko yesterday in search of that electric blanket. Only to find that it was a holiday – France Preseren Day – and all the shops were closed. I went to this pizza place that also makes Mexican food, or what Slovenes think Mexican food is, which really isn’t much like Mexican food at all, although the American version of Mexican food isn’t really authentic either – and had a nice meal, so it wasn’t a total loss.
And I got some lovely photos. The snow was perfect powder – I walked around in it in my non-waterproof, non-snow boots and didn’t even get my feet wet. Probably it stayed so perfect because it was too cold to melt.