Friday, March 12, 2010


It was so cold at skiing ever - fresh snow, you only had to think and you'd turn. Floating fabulous fast fantastic. Whee! And no, I didn't do a yard sale - you know, a glove here,  a hat there, skis all over the hill...

And it's raining too hard to go out in the garden, even to empty the compost.

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