We've been spoiled too long this year. We knew it had to come sometime. I mean, this is Southern Alberta and all. No getting away from it. And arrive it did. With a vengence.
Old man winter came a knocking in the middle of the night, howling and scowling and making his presence felt. And heard.
I knew I should have got to cleaning out the flower pots and beds last weekend. But I think I was in denial, the weather was so nice. So I was pretty giddy with happiness when a dayhome parent came bearing this gift in hand this morning:
Warm, spicy gingerbread, no less.
I think I am now ready to start my day. Let old man winter make all the stink he wants!