Oh, yes. It's icing. Not snowing, icing. There's a quarter inch of ice (at least) covering everything, and when you walk outside, the ice pellets hit your hood like gunfire and bounce off. I gathered a couple of pellets in my hand, and they were perfectly round little balls of ice. Neat! But not neat to drive in. Dad's stuck in Florida (oh, the horror... they were on the beach last night...) and we're stuck here. Not that I'm complaining. I didn't plan to go anywhere this weekend anyway, and it's nice to be able to concentrate on the WIPs for a change.
And I've had a cat in my bed most of this week, too. ;-)
And I've had a cat in my bed most of this week, too. ;-)
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