Yesterday at 6 o'clock in the morning, as I was doing my walking back and forth in the corridor of the building, snowbells resting here and there on the cedars greeted me from the other side of the window.
At 4 o'clock in the afternoon the snowbells had been pushed aside by snow-soldiers.
And, yesterday I cleared snow off my car three times, twice about 15cm. Just now I came in from clearing another 15cm off the car. No, unfortunately this building has no inside parking space. Why should it? Nowadays we Golden Agers are known to be full of energy.
I'm not done yet. It's still snowing.
I am starting to feel warm inside. No need to dream about it - White Christmas is at the door.
No idea what happened to my blog.
4 comments:
Just a few degrees difference from your home to ours and we have had rain. Love those snow soldiers. :-)
That is a very different look for your blog. It just happened on its own?
Yes Halle, all 'turning white' events happened on their own. The blog problems I had a while ago fixed themselves without my help. I'll wait and see.
An elegant little post which qualifies as a feuilleton, but then you wrote it with that aim in mind, I'll be bound.
@RR
Feuilleton such as Soap Opera? Yes, I was and still am too BOUND up in my snow shovelling problem (thanks to you I now have a new word in my vocabulary).
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