Boy, when I said "snow" I wasn't just playin' either
This is the gaslight in my front yard at 10:30 last night:
and here it is 2 1/2 hours later, at 1 am:
Also my neighbors' Christmas lights (which was really pretty from my front porch, but doesn't translate so well into this dinky little picture:
Oh, and I don't remember what this picture was supposed to be, except I was rather amused that I took a picture of my breath:
We always have snow on the ground on December 8. To my lovely sister: Happy Birthday--but why's it always gotta snow for your birfday, man?!?
This is the gaslight in my front yard at 10:30 last night:
and here it is 2 1/2 hours later, at 1 am:
Also my neighbors' Christmas lights (which was really pretty from my front porch, but doesn't translate so well into this dinky little picture:
Oh, and I don't remember what this picture was supposed to be, except I was rather amused that I took a picture of my breath:
We always have snow on the ground on December 8. To my lovely sister: Happy Birthday--but why's it always gotta snow for your birfday, man?!?
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God I'm old!
Oh well, maybe Saturday night will work!