It now being June the one-th -- the Rambler is intrepidly going to a) put her snow boots back in the closet and b) bring in the church snow-shovel off the back stoop.
I salute your hopeful embrace of the warm weather...
...but was at an art fair in Minneapolis yesterday when a storm blew up in about 45 seconds that left DRIFTS of pea-sized hail. Vendors were shoveling it out of their stalls.
Mother of three thoughtful, interesting, funny, grown-up kids, most in the vicinity for at least much of the year (I'm so blessed); grandmother of FOUR, count'em, FOUR amazing baby girls; ABSOLUTELY, finally, fully "retired"; ordained for the last 20+years; "late vocation" after first life as a university instructor in English; Anglican by virtue of English metaphysical poetry and the Book of Common Prayer (and by the grace of God); genetically Calvinist; INFP in the extreme.
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I salute your hopeful embrace of the warm weather...
...but was at an art fair in Minneapolis yesterday when a storm blew up in about 45 seconds that left DRIFTS of pea-sized hail. Vendors were shoveling it out of their stalls.
Ah, the Great White North. :-)
oh, what choralgirl said. happened to us too, here at home.
I try to temper my ardor by remembering that in 3 weeks the days start getting shorter again :-P
I'm very fond of you, so all I'm gonna say is, "Are you sure you're sure?"
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