It is October 16th.
Toad Woods is covered with snow.
It's not a light dusting, not the teeny flakes that filled yesterday's sky; it's clumpy, lumpy snow.
This is so wrong.
Toad Woods is covered with snow.
It's not a light dusting, not the teeny flakes that filled yesterday's sky; it's clumpy, lumpy snow.
This is so wrong.
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Date: 2009-10-16 08:34 pm (UTC)On the procrastinating ways front, my grand-nephew is now six weeks old and the baby presents I was going to mail within a week of his birth are still sitting on my dining table. Eep!
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Date: 2009-10-17 04:29 pm (UTC)I know, harbinger of work and cold and dark, but wow! Cool!