Friday Fox

K and I went for a walk along the South Platte River last Friday. It was nice to find the river trail all melted off and in good condition for a pleasant little walk.

I noticed a fox on our deck this morning, about the same time she saw me. She'd been sleeping on the last remnants of snow on the deck, and was rushing to hurry downstairs, but hesitated when she heard me exclaim, "What a beautiful fox!", which gave K time to come over and share the view. It was a nice way to start the Friday.

So... we did get 8 snows in 8 weeks, although we've had some warmer weather in between lately, and the massive accumulation has finally started to melt away. If it gets as warm as predicted this weekend, there's the possibility our local streets will be completely clear.

K's still dependent on oxygen, and her kidneys are still not doing well. Both of us have had stomach stuff going on this past few weeks, but not peanut butter poisoning, thankfully. The guys at work are talking about a bike ride on Sunday, but I doubt my street bike would make it through the patches of snow that are still making it difficult to navigate in places, so I'll probably pass.