Proof that spring is coming. Maybe not soon but still, she is coming.
I can be patient.
I can be patient.
I can be patient.
Nope. If I keep saying so it doesn't make it true.
This has been a tough winter, hasn't it? So many people have admitted how hard the season has been on their psyche. I've felt a touch of the cold pricklies myself. In winter's defence, we had been notified she was going to be a long cold one (I suppose I didn't really believe it).
My toes have been awfully cold all winter. That is a horrible horrible happening. I've not had such prolonged frigid feet like this. Cold feet make me grouchy - a new discovery. One evening I had a bit of a tantrum about it. I now appreciate warm socks more than ever before.
These are not flattering but they are warm and they don't make my feet itch. I call them the my "Russian Red's" ('cause Russia is cold - I've seen Dr. Zhivago). They've been good friends to me and I think I want to be buried in them.
lol Dave has the same socks in green and red,sadly he has lost a red sock. No worries he wears the green with the red, and calls them his festive foot wear....
Posted by: Marie | March 21, 2011 at 07:32 PM