I don’t know about you, but I’ve been as entertained by winter as I care to be. I’m thinking of changing Chestnut Ridge’s name to Par Mountain because right now, dern near everything around here is below par.

Our humble little cottage is semi-ice bound because I didn’t get the snow guards installed on our nifty tin roof before the pre-Christmas snow storm hit. That led to 3 1/2 feet of snow that slid from the roof stacked against the back of the house and the front porch, which turned into a solid block of ice while we were away for the holidays.  That’s a round about way of saying we haven’t been able to get out the back door since December 18 . That’s not a ski run in the picture above, it’s the front steps.

Speaking of the holidays, we spent some of the time with our son-in-law Jon and the Heir Apparent, which included a trip to the National Aquarium in Baltimore. If you’ve never been, I highly recommend it.  Cost of admission; $20 per ticket. Lunch: around $40. Watching the excitement and delight of a 6-year-old grandson: Priceless.

P.S. We found Nemo!