I know some people (my fabulous third cousin (what are we, anyways, Anita?)) would look at this as an opportunity, to enjoy one last taste of winter, or to focus on the coziness of the quiet morning, but I can't. I just can't. I am done with winter. It is APRIL 6th for God's sake, what is going on here!? A part of me died inside when I looked out our window this morning at the two inches of snow laying on my newly sprouted chives and daffodils.
There is something obscenely wrong with the sound of wind chimes over snow.
3 comments:
Weren't we sitting in those chairs in shorts and flip flops drinking margaritas like last week?
Three weeks ago. Grr.
Jen
I will only be happy if it is really the last snow of the year. I'm getting tired of having all my photos look like black and white...where are the colors of spring?
Anita
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