Ice, Not So Nice

I’m tired of ice. This is New York State. We’re supposed to have tons of snow. Not ice, slush and rain every other day. I have ice two inches thick on my driveway. I can’t even wheel my garbage containers to the curb because of the ice. I’m done with it. I’m staying inside until it stops. That’s not a threat, it’s a promise.  Because nobody knows how to drive on ice.

I am requesting a melting of the ice on my driveway, then some real winter snow. It doesn’t need to be deep like when I was a kid, but just sufficient so it can protect plant roots and so I can play in it for a little while.

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March 6, 1971, LaFayette, NY

Wordless Wednesday

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Another one of my Mom’s amaryllis.

I love the pretty little girl sitting up high above all of those boys whose pollen is just waiting patiently to jump into her.
I was working to get a better photo than this when my younger brother called and interrupted my photo session.