January, Check. Snow, Check. Sore Back, …
Before we get too complacent due to interglacial warmup here comes some more of that cold white stuff. And I don’t mean the AWFLs’ souls.
Good thing I didn’t sell the snow blower last summer. As Bing and Danny sang, “Snoooow, snoooooow, Snooooooooooooow!”
After 62 years of it, I got smart and moved to South Carolina. A year later, guess what I got!
Snow? Well at least you were familiar with the concept.