I WOKE UP TO A WHITE & SILENT WORLD. Fabulous flakes of snow were spiralling, thick in the air, like with the feathers of a million doves. Snow was everywhere. All around the beercan on our back roof. And right across every back garden, back lawn, back fence. Giving way only to black pits and ditches and lines and scratches of the reality lurking beneath.
Now the snow is wet and slushy. The cars swoosh past on watery grit. Well we had magic for a couple of hours and it's swiftly dying. Life is like that. It always is ...
PS Can't tell you how sorely tempted I was to get overpoetic and write "I woke up into a white & silent world this morn"... I thought that would make y'all "LOL", that's all ...
PPS I'm sorting through the competition answers this evening London time so there's still time to get your amazing perceptive wisdom into the contest!!!
OK I'm sure I had a quadrillion other things to say but they escape me so I'm orf ... till L8R my friends ....
8 hours ago
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I made a snowman!!!....yes at my age!!! Enjoy your day...and finish the poem....I like your poetical side!!
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I'm tired of snow...we're not used to it here. But your description made it loveable.
The grey slush that soaks everything isn't much fun...that I can always live without. We're headed for what looks like a beautiful day here. :)
I think we got the same batch of snow here!
Just a pitiful whimper of dandruff like flakes here in Lincolnshire. And then it was gone. We never get any extreme weather here, so wishy-washy charlie brown....
And no, I'm nowt to do with Grumpyworld! (honest) He's on the other side of the country to me.
Talking of "beercan" try saying the word without sounding like a Jamaican talking about fried pork......
My love my love my love what do you think of my last two entries? Not to be self-centered but I am eagerly awaiting your thoughts.
PS. I know you must have no libido being a junkie like me and all but I just want you and everybody else to know that My shaved pussy looks hot. When I go to pee I look at it and pet it and am proud of it even if my powerful pelt is gone.
PPS. I wish you could have listened in to the conversation I had with Michael last night. I wish you could watch the video of my life and me the video of yours and then we could sit and talk. Please send me a photo of you soon. I need to know you are real. I need to know if you are ugly or pretty. It doesn't matter to me one way or the other. I just need to have an image to project onto.
"Now the snow is wet and slushy. The cars swoosh past on watery grit."
Evil Spock finds that poetic, though not overly so. Thanks for visiting The Few and linking moi. Evil Spock will be returning the favor.
Oh, if you'd be so inclined, I'm Evil Spock. If you can change that on your blogroll, I'd be thankful.
No snow here ever. My kids get excited when it hails. I have to keep them from running out and trying to catch one on their tongue..
cool .. the last time i came to see snow was like 5 years back in japan....
in malaysia, don dream of seeing snow, u will only get summer whole damn year...
one of the way to feel the coldness besides than on the air-corn is to go to my kitchen n open the damn refrigirater n stuck the head in for hours.
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