The sun is out, the air feels cold, there is a fair bit of snow on the ground and on the birdhouse that graces the railing of my son's deck that faces the icy river.
I have to say it almost feels like winter.
["No snow yet. Even we aren't real!": photos GAH]
If I was back home in London I bet I'd be saying, "Same old, same old. No snow yet for Christmas. The only snowpersons I see are the factory-made ones sitting on my deck. Pitiful."
I could be wrong. I hope I'm wrong.
If it's snowing in London, let me know, and I'll amend my brief weather report.
In fact, I'll do a news flash!
"Excuse me, viewers.
"I interrupt this program to announce that winter has finally arrived in Deforest City! Ain't life grand?"
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Let me know.
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