More snow on the horizon,
The winds are roaring like a lion,
My front door does leak air like a sieve,
Used all my extra blankets & pillows,
To try to seal out the cold wind, as near it I’ve got to live…
I might as well be back in the motorhome,
It was better sealed than this apartment,
But that is not what I came to write about,
Sorry that I get off on a tangent that I feel I must tout…
One more month of winter ED and before you know
spring will have sprung and you will be out by
the ocean and riding your bike and getting into shape
like you have never been before...dwell on that!
Not too long ago you were bragging about all those predictions of snow that never happened.
Even here in the sunny south central of the country a front blew through this morning with a spit of rain and cold damp wind that has me bundled up against the drafts that inevitably come with the wind. All I can say is, I feel for and with you on this subject.
You have my sympathy; no winter here for two years now. I posted a photo of the front yard on Facebook this morning showing the snowdrops in full bloom. Love and peace,
Brutal back on the east coast in places, bubba. We've been watching it here. I was born in Chicago. I have creepy memories of horrid cold there. My son lives in Tennessee; 30 miles outside of Nashville. They got hammered with snow and freezing rain. Here in SoCal it's totally different. We're in a drought. For several days last week, the temperature was in the 90's with 8-9 percent humidity. Go figure. Peace.
Snow, freezing your butt?, ain't no global warming
up there ain't it????
Come on down you all sho nuff welcome down here,
nuff warm sunshine for all and guess what?????
there sho nuff ain't no global warming down here either
Here is always nice and cozy warm,
So pull up a hammock and relax.....
Keep warm pal......
Peace be with you
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spring will have sprung and you will be out by
the ocean and riding your bike and getting into shape
like you have never been before...dwell on that!
Always,
Deborah
is getting old.
I'd rather be where it's warm,
if the truth be told.
It's not better here on the north coast.
Michael D.
Even here in the sunny south central of the country a front blew through this morning with a spit of rain and cold damp wind that has me bundled up against the drafts that inevitably come with the wind. All I can say is, I feel for and with you on this subject.
Ron
Regis
and that'sno joke.
Love ya!
Jane
up there ain't it????
Come on down you all sho nuff welcome down here,
nuff warm sunshine for all and guess what?????
there sho nuff ain't no global warming down here either
Here is always nice and cozy warm,
So pull up a hammock and relax.....
Keep warm pal......
Peace be with you
William