one can glance out the windows and pretend
we're way up in the mountains at a posh ski resort
being waited on hand and foot
but we aren't
we're here
growing snow in pots...
ice cold seats don't beckon us outside...
frozen little fellows make our hearts break and we wonder once again how they make it through
boughs heavy with snow
gutters full to the brim they run over
and we have double icicles
in some places the plants think it's Christmas again
yes, the Christmas cactus is blooming...
but the violets are pale and few!!!!!
:):):)
and
if we have to keep eating like this
won't belong before we're...
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
well I already am
but you know!!!!!
Last night the weatherman promised us
PROMISED
this is the last of the snow
that Spring will be here
soon...
right
after
the
next
storm...
yes, he did
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you are so funny. hope the snow melts soon and you can go outside and sit on the bench and not get wet.
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