Fizzle
Not really. Maybe an inch. And it was raining hard this morning, washing it all away.
So I didn’t pay it much mind, went dashing out to feed the chickens first thing, put one foot onto the wet snow and went ass over teakettle. I slid across the wet grass and got soaked, but my head came to rest with the gentlest kiss of the cement walkway, so I’m counting it a win. I MAHT HAVE DAHD.
After I changed clothes, Uncle B gave me a ride into work. The end.
Have a good weekend, everyone. Stay warm. Be dry. Somebody at work saw a baby lamb yesterday (poor little thing, in this weather) so hold on just a bit longer.
Image courtesy one of the nice old ladies on my FaceBook feed. It’s like having Grandma back!
February 1, 2019 — 8:25 pm
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