Spring Fling?
I thought it was spring. I spent hours in the garden last weekend weeding, cleaning up poo from the yard, and mulch from the flower beds. I pruned some of the trees to let the light reach the lower gardens, swept the patio, picked up pine needles and cones (2 huge garbage bins full) and even cooked on the BBQ! Spring was here, I was happy.
This is Fletcher sitting at his mark (note the small pink flower stencil still on the glass fence, Fletcher must sit here, and only here. Must have been an actor in a previous life)
Then, just as a spring break fling vanishes from your life in an instant, so did the warm weather. I woke up this morning, after being sick as a dog yesterday, to find over 2" of snow. Fletcher thought it was winter again and obviously forgot what snow was. He was out jumping and frolicking in the white stuff in the non poop-free garden like he hadn't seen snow in years. Crazy mutt. I'm not shovelling. I refuse. Besides, it is suppose to go up to 13C today, so it can all melt. Global Warming? Whatever.
Mama, it snowed!
This is Fletcher sitting at his mark (note the small pink flower stencil still on the glass fence, Fletcher must sit here, and only here. Must have been an actor in a previous life)
Then, just as a spring break fling vanishes from your life in an instant, so did the warm weather. I woke up this morning, after being sick as a dog yesterday, to find over 2" of snow. Fletcher thought it was winter again and obviously forgot what snow was. He was out jumping and frolicking in the white stuff in the non poop-free garden like he hadn't seen snow in years. Crazy mutt. I'm not shovelling. I refuse. Besides, it is suppose to go up to 13C today, so it can all melt. Global Warming? Whatever.
Mama, it snowed!
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