Uh-huh... that's right. It's snowing again.
Apparently has been for the whole night.
Lovely - brilliant - beautiful snow that cakes
every branch and sets the stage for the winter
wonderland that children dream of
right around December 1 every year.
But it's NOT December now is it.
The phrase "Oh what beautiful snow" has not been
uttered here in what seems like a VERY long
time. The appeal of deer prancing through it
has long since lacked luster and the migrating
birds all look confused as if to say...
"Ha! Good one, now turn on the sun
people and be quick about it...
Hellllllooooooo? Anyone?!
Not funny any more.
Ever tried standing on snow
with the likes of our foot gear?
No - didn't think so."

Well - in honor of all those duped feathery friends
Majordanes has yielded the floor tonight to lend
our support. Incidentally, it is also part of
the closing moments of the performance I am
working right now. I wait until the very end of
every rehearsal just to hear it.

If you need to see the Majordanes... scroll down to yesterday's
post to catch them in action with Dr. PooLittle at the house.

Enjoy Streamers and have a great crawl!

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