Our fox is back. I just caught him lounging in the sun under a tree in the back yard. There's still a lot of snow, but he seems to find just the right spot every day. I wonder where his wife and the little foxes are? Are they off playing in the snow, or have they just hunkered down somewhere else?
I like living in Colorado. I love Pikes Peak, and the snow, and I love being in my home. I don't know that it's ever felt more like my home. I am unpacking a little at a time, so as not to become overwhelmed.
There weren't any Christmas decorations to take down - thank goodness - because I don't think I have the stamina. My life is good. It's beginning to shift back into shape. That's a really good thing.