…while sweating
Ok, so it wasn’t really freezing cold, but it was in the low 50’s and Grace and I spent 3-4 hours cleaning up storm debris and pruning the fuck out of plants that the Sacramento County Department of Too Much Time On Their Hands said were too tall for our corner lot near the street. Seems they thought it might obscure vision and create a traffic hazard. Hmmm…only took them eight fuckin’ years to notice. Pinheads.
Anyway, it was cold and between that and the choping and cutting and raking and other stuff, by the time we got back into the house, Grace took a long nap and I collapsed into my chair and let me bones ache.
I fucking hate winter.
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Coincidently, we’re in a heat wave here in SW Ontario. It’s literally shirt sleeve weather today. All the snow in our back yard has melted, and our ‘Snow-Girl’ back there is emulating the Wicked Witch of the West after too closely encountering a bucket of H20.
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Hmm. We aren’t quite shirt-sleeve here, and though my driveway is finally down to black-top again, the banks beside my driveway are still taller than me in parts. Concord had something like 44 inches of snow in December, more than any time since they started keeping track, I believe.