Today was definitely not as warm as yeaterday, around 1 degree with a windchill of roughly -60, or at least that's what it felt like hanging around at a playground waiting for the kids to burn off some steam. I wonder why they don't put in some treadmills or step machines or something for bored parents so we can keep warm and get some excercise too.
Here is a typical sign of the spring thaw along with returning bird life, bursting buds and broken ankles from falling into mammoth new potholes. Huge black ex-snow drifts. They were white until last week but the snow has started to melt out and left all the nasty cack behind.
As well as the big manky heap of stuff note Rose's dance and hope that Jacob didn't mistake it for a tasty chocolate snack.
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