Tag: seasons
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not going well
I have to say, Spring is not going well this year. The rain that started yesterday kept on pissing down all night and this morning, but we’re pretty lucky to get nothing worse than that. Not much farther north, they’re talking about having to shovel several inches of snow, drifting, and other unpleasantness. I’m pretty Read.
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forecast
Among the things I will not be doing this morning is shoveling the driveway, even though I set my alarm clock to go bleepity-bleep-bleep a half-hour earlier than usual because the all-knowing National Weather Service said there was supposed to be somewhere between five and twelve inches of snow on the ground this morning. The Read.
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awesome plow
Friday morning, I opened the garage door to see if the snow that had fallen the night before was enough to need shoveling. It was. I grabbed a shovel and started to work. I’d cleared about ten feet of the part of the driveway closest to the garage when I noticed that the plow had Read.
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end times
We were on our way home, the car crawling at twenty miles per hour over slush-covered roads that were slowly freezing solid. “It’s the end of the world, isn’t it?” My Darling B asked me. “No,” I chuckled. “The world is not ending. The world will be around for a long time.” “No? Yesterday it Read.
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fingertipped
My fingertips are bleeding! My hands are chapped front, back, and now on the fingertips! What new ring of winter hell is this? I can’t type without fingertips! It’s like a kneecapping! I tried wrapping Band-Aids around my fingertips so I don’t bleed all over the keyboard, but I had to backspace and retype every Read.
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kill death murder horror
Let me tell you about the woman I almost killed while I was trying to get to work this morning. Driving to work in the snowstorm we have been experiencing on this fine pre-apocalyptic day was a challenge. The O-Mobile is a fine car, but in anything more than two inches of snow it steers Read.
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first snow
First snow of the season fell from the sky this morning as I was backing the car out of the garage, headed down the street to Crema to see if they could sell me a bag of coffee beans after I let our supply run out. I’m a bad coffee janitor. The snow came down Read.
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missing fall
Before we left town to visit New York, the weather here was fine, all the trees were green, even the lawns were starting to look normal again after the summer heat wave that tried to kill them off. New York was hot and muggy. We had a little rain, but temps were always in the Read.
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turning, turning
The maple tree across the street has apparently been turning color for at least a week, but I only just realized it yesterday. I stepped out the door to get the paper and was hit in the face with its fiery change. The first rays of the sun had splashed it with bright orange, highlighting Read.
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sprung
I changed out the storm windows for screens in the front door and windows this morning. The cats can’t decide whether to shit or go blind. Read.
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