Helaine asked if I’d go on a FroYo run for dessert tonight. Who exactly answers no to that question?
I hopped into my little car and headed out.
There’s a reason my 1999 convertible has barely broken 100,000 miles. There are months at a time when even its German heritage can’t overcome Connecticut.
It hates snow. It once spun out doing 10 mph in flurries! Really.
I know. I’ve been kvetching about winter a lot this year. This is the time of year weather kvetching becomes as common as potholes!
I pulled to the side of the road on my way home to take this shot of an unnamed brook which runs near my house. It is surrounded by snow as if the storm was yesterday!
This is very depressing. Winter just seems endless this year.
Luckily, frozen yogurt cures most ills.
Is there anyone who lusts after spring more than I do?