Winter, that is.
I’m tired of looking out at this.
I’m even tired of trying to get the perfect snowflake macro shot. (Haven’t gotten a good one yet.)
Tired of draping a shawl over me to pull up and keep my camera dry. Tired of the gray. Tired of the cold. (SuperGuy sneakily took these two shots)
I want to be sitting down there in our courtyard, sipping a martini with SuperGuy and discussing our days. Sigh. Have I mentioned a time or a million that I’m not a winter person?
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I am right there with ya….
Aww. And here we haven’t had nearly enough snow to make me happy. Come over for a Monday chuckle or two. You’ll feel better.
IT’s not so much the snow for me. I rather enjoy seeing it, but these cold, cold temps drive me crazy. Heat on but my fingers just never seem to get warm. I feel your pain.
Di
The Blue Ridge Gal
Ditto Mental Mama. I hate winter!
So, so over it…
The days grow ever slightly longer in February. Forever hopeful…
If one is attentive to the details it is possible to note that “the” clay pot is still holding up and present on the deck next to the grill. Hooray!
And when it’s 105ยบ in August, I’ll be bitterly complaining about the heat and wishing for winter. It’s a VICIOUS circle, I tell ya, VICIOUS!! :wft:
Sorry to hear you’re feeling under the weather.
Get it!! Under the weather?!!
:wft:
Ok. I’ll stop now. 
No I won’t!!!! 
Oh, I think it is so pretty! I do wish the kids could go outside more, though. With it being THIS cold I can’t send the little ones out for long…