It's going to snow! It's snowing! It's going to snow all day and into the night! Snow! Snow! Shop! Groceries! Salt! Shovels! Wood! Duraflames!
People: it's January 12th and yes, it will snow. It snowed on our parents, our grandparents, and even our great grandparents, unless they were from Sicily and even then, it may have snowed on them in the mountains.
It snows in winter. This does not mean it will be a blizzardly, nor'easter with gale force winds, two-story drifts, or a whiteout.
So go buy this poster and get on with it.
The Pomegranates did not let the steady snow deter us from our usual weekend routine.
Dogs were exercised:
Breakfast was eaten and papers perused:
Errands upon errands were done until the family returned to Our Little Pomegranate House:
Whereupon, Christmas decorations were admired for One More Day:
And sadly, the last of The Cookie Fairy's treats were eaten:
Finally, to ease the pain that it was The Last Official Day of the Pomegranates Holidays and the Christmas tree now sat at the curb, a Rock Band marathon was held.
I won't go into the particulars, but let's just say that when it comes to Aqualung, Baby Boomers rule.
Gotta go - art and essay due to Cloth, Paper, Scissors this week!