It’s snowing at Badger House today
The lambing has started so the fields behind are sprinkled with laa-bams curled up against their mothers in the snow. Uncle B has a roaring coal fire going in the grate. And here’s me, rolling paint across the crusty nicotine-stained walls of Weasel Towers.
Feh.
Good thing I drink.
April 6, 2008 — 1:11 pm
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