Baby, it’s cold outside
As the dreaded season rears its ugly head, I think, oh
no…not again. It always comes this time of
year…that bitch, the one I call winter. I have never
been fond of Winter, even as a child. While all the
other kids would play in the snow I would wander
around staring at that cold frozen whiteness; wide eyed and silent
I would survey the scene in awe-struck
terror like a victim of a major weather
trauma. I’m a weather wimp and I’ve always been.
These days I watch it all from the window. Where I
am nice and warm and thankful. These photos were
snapped earlier this winter during a mini cold snap.
Baby, it’s cold outside.
BRRRRRR… I’m off for a warm cup of tea….
Have a wonderful day
Strawberryindigo.
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