Ah... we are still under a beautiful blanket of snow, these are from some time in the 90s, in the garden of a little old lady who lived down the street.
(Update: I just realized how much I like that fence.)
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At some point during the day...
I may feel or look like this, but without the beer.
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Those pretty flowers made me smile. After this blast of winter I will never complain about the rain again.
J:
You complain?
Snow is cold, rain is wet... You have to admit though, that both of them make you feel alive when you are IN them. I think it just depends on the human saturation point.
Oh... forgot... glad the flowers made you smile.
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