Yesterday, when we arrived at work the thermometer at the Visitor Center read negative 2 degrees F. If it had not been windy, it would have been a beautiful, sunny morning. But it was windy. Merck windy. The farm area funnels the wind from all points, and creates a microclimate that can be vastly different from the lower elevations, and even the Visitor Center.
But yesterday, even the Visitor Center shook when the wind blew. Ellie the Cat does not like to go out when there is snow on the ground and it is cold. If it is windy and the ground is frozen, she’ll get just outside the door before freezing in her tracks. She’ll hunch down, almost like she is thinking to herself, “it looked sunny and warm from the window. What is this cold gale doing blowing around?”, and she’ll immediately race back to the door, meowing frantically until someone lets her back inside. She doesn’t realize how lucky she is. While the farm animals rely on shelters and their thick skin, fur, or wool to keep them warm, and the forest animals hibernate and hunker down during the colder months, Ellie Cat can return to a heated structure with ample food supplies.
After Ellie’s thirty second outdoor excursion in the morning, she opts to find a warm place to sleep for the rest of the day. Usually it is someone’s lap.
Who doesn’t like a warm, purring, lap blanket?