Frosty Frosty (05/10/07)

I have this gut wrenching feeling like winter wonlt ever leave us this year. It has arrived, and it wonlt go away. It has broken branches already, killed the last of the flowers, ruined plans for the last grass cutting, and expedited this horrible winter apathy.

I didnlt get the fall bulbs put in the ground, and the Mock Orange plant is still outside in the pot. The apples are all still on the ground under the tree. Unfinished business. Then again, what better excuse for a diminished sense of accomplishment than the weather? Out of my control. Should have, would have, could have.

Curling up in front of the fire, with a good book sounds cozy. Good thing welve got lots of wood.