First frost on the car = First day of winter. Or at least the slippery slope is viewable.
I hate scratching car windows. Brrrrr. A shiver of (negative) anticipation just went through me: shin deep in snow, trudging a path to the car. Starting the engine, hearing that annoying beeping sound as I leave the car running and get out to start scratching. Swearing, realizing I've got the wrong mittens on. (Yes, I actually have HUGE ungainly mittens for scratching. Warm but so bulky that I can't drive in them. Perfect for scratching.) Annoying dinging again as I dig inside the car for 'ice-scratching' mittens. Ding ding ding ding ding. (Like I don't know the car door is open.) Ding ding ding ding.
This is the about the only thing I don't like about winter -- scratching the car windows enough to be able to drive to work.
Because the first frost also means that I can put out the bird feeders and the suet thing. And only 66 days until Christmas! Plus this weekend I saw a gorgeous sugar maple just a few blocks away. And I saw a special display of lefse makers at a department store this weekend, too! And lights are starting to show up in windows.
That's one of the nice things about winter darkness - seeing lights in the windows. They are especially sparkly in the cold frosty winter air.
NOW I'm starting to remember what I luv about winter.
The traditional old wood structure that sits by every community ice rink. Battered green paint on the outside. Inside smells of wet wool too close to the heater. Kids everywhere. Little ones on double-bladed training skates. Older ones with hockey sticks or figure skates. Pairs of skaters, including Moms and Dads, skating hand-in-hand. with the required rowdy kids, playing crack-the-whip. A snapshot in time.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Summer happened - and back to winter!
This is something I'm working on. The materials were a surprise gift from my friend Cyndi. The great thing about this pattern is that it lets the yarn do the work.
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