Monday, March 4: You know there’s been a lot of snow when the balcony is full to the top of the railing and folks are clicking into their bindings in front of the house to ski down to the resort.

 
Tuesday, March 5: Had put it off as long as I could but finally had to shovel the balconies. This before shot shows the truly impressive amount piled up outside the main bedroom.

 
Wednesday, March 6: Got out on the slopes early enough that there was fresh corduroy in the middle of the main runs still. That’s rare for me.

 
Thursday, March 7: Found they’ve changed the Triscuit box designs when I went to the store. New on the left; old on the right. I suppose I should be glad they didn’t go with something in grey and brown. Don’t understand the blue; that doesn’t say wheat or farm to me. I miss the old old boxes that were mostly bright yellow. I don’t miss when they only came in plain; I like some of the flavor varieties they have now.

 
Friday, March 8: Mostly sunny ski day.

 
Saturday, March 9: Feeling under the weather (maybe picked up some germs from the folks visiting for the youth ski races that were crowding the locker room unexpectedly so I didn’t have my mask on), so I took to my bed early. COVID test was negative, so that’s something.

 

Sunday, March 10: The comfort food I ate (as part of feeling sorry for myself that I had a cold) apparently had way more salt than I knew, as my fingers were swollen to the point I couldn’t easily slip my ring off. Lotion didn’t help, so I turned to the internet and found a video about using dental floss or string. I had this yarn, and it worked like magic. The hardest part was slipping the floppy yarn under the ring to before starting the wrapping up to my knuckle.

 

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On this date in 2023: A Week in Photos: 2023, Part 10
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