belles, belles, belles
We got 30cm of snow last night. I'm snowed in and it suits me just fine.
A friend is coming to visit later on today. If the snow plow hasn't come by then I will walk up the road in my snowshoes to meet her.
A question for all you ladies. If you were on your way to pay a fellow a visit, would you be turned on at the thought of him getting himself off all day long in anticipation of your arrival?
Or would you prefer if he saved it all up for you, one big snow-white Xmas present of a load? This pressing issue is uppermost on my mind, as I sit here in my country kitchen and kick back and relax in a pair of toasty warm long-johns.
People sometimes ask me what life is like, living all alone way out in the middle of the woods. So I made this video of a day in the life on my large country estate. This is just me, hanging out on a typical winter day in Gaspereau Forks, New Brunswick, Canada:
