This isn't about chickens at all.
It's about finding my own weblog.
Or maybe it's about --
WINTER!
Too much of it. It's fweezing cold here.
The ole' bod is caving in under it all.
"Snow mixing with sleet and rain" = "snice".
36F, feels like 17F! SE wind: 22mph.
If the cold doesn't get you, the snow will,
if the snow doesn't get you, the shoveling will.
Wish I were in Nice.
COLD PRESS
- Gwen Beauregard
- Montreal, Quebec, Canada
- i wrote some books and gave away library. i like to think that every poem is a love poem. i believe that "No" is a full sentence. i used to collect old books and young cats. i don't like noisy people, places or things. my three favourite words: yes, please, thank you. my favourite punctuation mark is the colon: i have a beautiful cat, a bicycle, an old typewriter, and a ladle. these things make me happy.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
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