HAPPY NEW YEAR!
That's right... we've entered a brand new year. The year is only a couple of days old. And here in Nova Scotia... on this second day of 2013... baby it's cold outside.
A few days ago, Mother Nature decided to paint the world white. She dumped a whole whack of the white stuff on us. There was white stuff everywhere. White stuff in the sky, white stuff on the ground, white stuff on the branches of the trees... white stuff everywhere! It was a world of white. Nothing but white, white and more... white!
The next day, everything was still white. Well... everything but my peep #1. She went outside to shovel out the car and when she came back in, her cheeks were pretty red. The woman came in lookin' like a frozen peepsicle. She said it was cold out there. I took her word for it.
Then yesterday, it snowed a little more. But this time, instead of heavy old wet snow, Mother Nature gave us some light dry stuff. The sun was shining and I headed out to inspect my garden... my garden of snow. It wasn't snowing anymore so I thought I wouldn't get snowed upon. Boy, was I ever wrong. The wind picked up and all that light dry snow got blown around. I thought I was inside a snow globe or something. A bunch of that snow ended up on me. In my face and everything. It was like it was snowin' all over again. I made a hasty retreat inside. The planned inspection was cancelled for the day.
Today, the sun is shining but the wind is blowing and it's a cold wind for sure. Well, it's to be expected, I suppose. I mean... this is Canada and it is winter and all. Canadian winters are supposed to be cold. Right? Least that's what I heard.
I haven't been outside today myself yet. Needed to get this post up. But every now and then I see peeps out walkin' on the street and they look like cold peeps. They've pulled their hats way down and their jackets way up and they've covered all uncovered parts of their faces with gloved hands. Not quite sure how they're even seein' where they're goin', to be honest. They've covered up so much of their faces and all. They really should grow fur, you know. Much easier than all that outdoor gear, I should think.
Haven't got a clue as to why those peeps are out there walkin' in the first place. I know... peeps think walkin' is good for them. Well, not so great if you come home frozen... frozen like a peepsicle. It could happen. Like I said, it's cold out there. Plus, there's this business about them coverin' up their faces so much they can't see where they're going. I keep expecting to see peeps colliding out there on the street.
Here's one for the math books... If peep A leaves his house at nine o'clock and travels east at three miles an hour and peep B also leaves his house at nine but travels west at four miles an hour, at what point will the two peeps collide in the middle of street? Hmmm... easy answer. When they meet. Whenever and wherever they meet they will collide 'cause, like I said, they can't see where they're goin'! MOUSES!!!
Unless it warms up out there today, I'm gonna stay inside. The garden is still covered in the white stuff so really, inspections aren't all that necessary. I suppose I could inspect the plants in the sunroom a bit. There are some amaryllis in bloom. They're not white though. They were supposed to be white. Well, some of them were supposed to be white. Some were supposed to be white while others were supposed to be red but some ol' peep in the amaryllis factory was colour blind or something and all of my peep's ones turned out to be red. She's not very happy 'bout this. I've been hearing a whole lot of grumbling on the subject. Almost as much grumbling as there is snow outside. And did I mention how we have a lot of snow?
Hmmm... You know... Mother Nature painted the world white with all that snow. Maybe she could paint the peep's red amaryllis white. Wonder if she has any amaryllis paint... any white amaryllis paint. I should ask her. I'll see if I have her e-mail address or something. I'll Google her. Surely there must be some contact information for Mother Nature somewhere... She might even have her own blog or something. You never know.