It's cold, boys and girls. The days of scampering around without a jacket feeling free and dangerous are over. Now doing that would indeed be dangerous. With below zero temperatures and a windchill of -70 degrees Celsius, walking around without a coat would be foolish indeed!
But it isn't really that cold. It just feels that cold because I ate ice cream. But I didn't eat much, so I shouldn't be this cold, should I?
This weekend I was attempting to finish my extra-pokey planting of bulbs and it started to snow. Snow. And while I scurried to finish, my hands froze to the garden hoe and my shoes froze to the ground. I screamed for help, but the words solidified in the air. They dropped and shattered into a thousand tiny icy cries. Sprocket heard them. She came over and licked my feet. She has a specially treated tongue that will stick to neither frozen feet nor flagpoles.
I'm researching that technology, but it requires me to spend time outside or in the freezer. This research will take time.
Posted by dotty at November 9, 2004 09:54 PM