Saturday, January 2, 2010
The way snow sparkles still excites and amazes me just like when I was a kid.
Can you tell it is just 3 degrees above zero?
Two of these things is not like the others. Two of these things doesn't below. Can you guess which two are not like the others... Before I finish my song. I got an even more wrinkly egg the very next day. Juice was begging for a treat, so I cracked one. Inside the egg was fine, Juice got that. But the inside of the shell had the wrinkles inside too. Weird.
Posted by Patsy's Middle of No Where at Saturday, January 02, 2010