It’s Thursday! It’s time to share some doors! What did I capture this week? Let’s find out.
Pardon my angry Irish in the headline there, but January decided to show up in March and colored me annoyed. Me. She who loves winter. In winter. Yes, technically it’s still winter. But March is generally windy, but not freezing (below freezing actually). And March usually isn’t a time to stress about should I go to work, should I stay home during a snowstorm. And the power outage. Me no likee the power outage. And the challenge of sleeping: half a blanket; no, the whole blanket; no, all of the blanket except for one foot that dangles outside the sheet and blanket. Does my insurance cover weather whiplash.
Grumble grumble, but like I said last week, it is pretty. It’s like that cute kid that gets into trouble and everybody just goes awwww, isn’t he so cute destroying the table with his markers like that…
This just isn’t normal, to have flakes flying by the three-leaf clovers.
Perhaps on St. Patrick’s Day, the luck of the Irish will turn off the snow and cold until next year.