Stealing sunshine in the cold wake of a Spring afternoon
It's SPRING! Well, technically that is. You sure wouldn't know that April has arrived. We had flurries yesterday. Snow is not in my list of favourite things this time of the year. Clover's neither. The prolonged winter weather has gotten to all of us. We should be basking in the warm glow of the sun wearing cardigans around the neighbourhood, instead we all adorn down-filled fleecy coats and boots most days. I'm longing for flowers, vegetable gardens and days on the patio lounging with my beast.
Apart from the crazy unseasonable temperatures, we've been renovating again. This time due to an unfortunate horribly graphic death of a living room floor and kitchen cabinets by dishwasher drowning. The positive side is that we are fast tracking some other upgrades we were putting off. Clover is still my foredog and security guard for any tradesmen that passes through and attempts an escape un-slobbered.
All the soft comforts of home don't compare to that warm furnace spot on the barren floor.
We had a lovely Easter too. Its a big deal over here on both personal and religious grounds. My parents always hosted this holiday, and I have carried on the tradition. Clover was our resident rabbit for the annual egg hunt.
We had a lovely Easter too. Its a big deal over here on both personal and religious grounds. My parents always hosted this holiday, and I have carried on the tradition. Clover was our resident rabbit for the annual egg hunt.