Snow Day Number TWO, kiddies. I can't remember the last time Mike had one snow day in a school year, let alone two. Rock on February.
Also, I am so sick of the whiney bitches who complain about the snow. Really? Is it so bad? It's not slush, it's not freezing rain, it's not HAIL, and it makes the world pretty for a few hrs. And it came down all light and fluffy. If it's going to be 32 degrees or colder, the least Mother Nature can do is make it pretty and full of fluffy white flakes and make the moisture take some of the bite out of the cold. It's not like any of you have to shovel your own walks, or drive a car.
If you don't like it, move to Boca.
Anyway, Mike and I did our little walk in the snow again today, so here are some pics I took this time around.
A path in a wood... er, park.
I just like this building because it reminds me of France.
It looks like the snow is bending the fence, when in fact the fence is knackered already.
Mike being Mike