And here we are again. The calendar says 'Spring', the weather says, 'Oh no it isn't! It's still snow time!'
As the snow is about 10 inches deep, there is no chance of Jake going out for a walk, as his little legs wouldn't touch terra firm. Paddy shows a distinct disinclination to go anywhere except a quick trip into the back garden to do what's necessary.
Keith is equally lacking in motivation, justified in his case, as his ankle is very painful today, but he is also bemoaning the fact that the Sky signal is off, so he can't watch Formula One trials.
So, not all bad then!
Yes, I know, horrible, aren't I?
9 comments:
Jennyta! So you really have copped for it up there. Here in mid-Wales we had some wet sloppy stuff overnight which we are being told will reappear over the weekend in earnest. We have white-topped hills and green fields where we are, two fields from the infant River Severn, but you have the seriously disruptive sort. Are you really relieved that you can just stay close to home until it passes, or do you have appointments elswhere?
Does that heading translate as 'turned out nice again'?!
I like the almost monochrome picture! Just been cold, wet and windy here so far. Flighty xx
Very Spring-like here, with 20 degrees C yesterday afternoon (we ate outdoors last night). Snow on the dish often plays havoc; I recommend a log stick, unless it's way up on the roof.
It is on the roof, Cro. We have tried throwing snowballs at it though!
No appointments, fortunately.
Unfortunately not, SP. Would that it were so!
Cold, wet and windy would be less worrying, I think, Flighty. :)
Whatever the Welsh means, in written form it takes on a relevant onomatopoeic sound.
:)
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