I’m not sure whether this person is just sad and lonely or sad – in a not particularly nice way – but today I saw a four foot high plastic snowman in someone’s front garden. As if we hadn’t enough of the real stuff recently. Of course, not quite as much as back home in Kansas or, as some may have heard on the news, in England where drifts of snow several feet deep blow across everything.
I may be sorry that this spring break has had nothing like spring about it at all – minus temperatures again – but a plastic snowman? Oh, please!
Love & Kisses, Viki.