Omigosh! Warmest winter we've had in a long time. Last year, we were tempted to build arks so we could collect two of every creature on the island, but now? The warm days, and warm rainy days at that, were different and, I dare say, welcome. Never cared for the cold. Cool days are fine, but cold? Nah.
This can only mean one thing, if we have nearly rainless winters. Dry summers. Brush fires. Doom, gloom, despair, water rationing and more construction on the water table lands (a smart move by some college graduayte (misspelling intended).
Saint Pat's Day is tomorrow. The boys will be out celebrating their Irishness. I'll be drinking green drinks (mmmmmmmm). Gotta find a shamrock to go with my green shirt. Betcha Dwane's got a million trinkets I can choose from. Dontcha Dwane?
This can only mean one thing, if we have nearly rainless winters. Dry summers. Brush fires. Doom, gloom, despair, water rationing and more construction on the water table lands (a smart move by some college graduayte (misspelling intended).
Saint Pat's Day is tomorrow. The boys will be out celebrating their Irishness. I'll be drinking green drinks (mmmmmmmm). Gotta find a shamrock to go with my green shirt. Betcha Dwane's got a million trinkets I can choose from. Dontcha Dwane?
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