SNOW. I WOULD JUST LIKE TO FLAIL OVER Y'ALL BECAUSE WE HAVE SNOW.
IN OCTOBER.
I LOVE THIS WINTER ALREADY.
Seriously, I'm not talking icing sugar dusting here. There's a good three inches out there and it's still snowing with that fast intent that means there'll be at least an extra inch between me going to bed in a minute and waking up at half seven to go prance around in it like a five year old.
It is of course snowing like this now because I am leaving for London tomorrow- wait, today. I'll have to catch the half nine bus to make my half eleven train and that'll be it for my snow. *sadness* But the next direct train doesn't get me in until like half six which is silly.
Which is why I'll be up at half seven to at least go for a walk in it. It might melt in a day anyway; it usually does for us... but I am not here and so it'll probably stay all weekend. That's how it usually works. They had more snow here while I was in Lancaster than we had in twice the years before it. Bah.
Casper is so not impressed with this cold white stuff that's taken over his garden once again. He twitches every time a snowflake lands on his ears and he's hiding inside even though he really wants to go out. It'd be pathetic if it wasn't cute.
And now I'm going to bed so I can be up early for snow. Hee. I hope when we move to the Lake District it gets more snow than Lancaster did, though that wouldn't be difficult.
IN OCTOBER.
I LOVE THIS WINTER ALREADY.
Seriously, I'm not talking icing sugar dusting here. There's a good three inches out there and it's still snowing with that fast intent that means there'll be at least an extra inch between me going to bed in a minute and waking up at half seven to go prance around in it like a five year old.
It is of course snowing like this now because I am leaving for London tomorrow- wait, today. I'll have to catch the half nine bus to make my half eleven train and that'll be it for my snow. *sadness* But the next direct train doesn't get me in until like half six which is silly.
Which is why I'll be up at half seven to at least go for a walk in it. It might melt in a day anyway; it usually does for us... but I am not here and so it'll probably stay all weekend. That's how it usually works. They had more snow here while I was in Lancaster than we had in twice the years before it. Bah.
Casper is so not impressed with this cold white stuff that's taken over his garden once again. He twitches every time a snowflake lands on his ears and he's hiding inside even though he really wants to go out. It'd be pathetic if it wasn't cute.
And now I'm going to bed so I can be up early for snow. Hee. I hope when we move to the Lake District it gets more snow than Lancaster did, though that wouldn't be difficult.