Freeze Play

It is bitter stinking cold outside tonight, with another dump of snow forecast to challenge tomorrow morning's commute. My fingers are still painfully raw from pumping gas into my car 20 minutes ago.

As I was entering the house through the side door, I spotted this toy basketball net of C's festooned with icicles. It illustrates rather vividly the COLD.

I am so done with winter. But winter is clearly nowhere near done with us. So I shall just need to peruse Blipfoto journals of greener places, like New Zealand, England and Amsterdam and dream of spring.