My porch swing is the epitome of a southern porch. It's the perfect spot for sipping iced tea on those steamy afternoons when the air is thick and everything seems to move in slow motion. Today? My red swing is iced in snow frosting, and the wind would blow wet flakes in my face if I dared to sit a spell.
That's my boys, coming home from the first walk of the day.
This is Louie's first snow ever. He was basically nonplussed by it all except that he kept shaking to get the flakes off.
I think the great snow storm of 2009 is just about over. It's very windy and cold for a March morning in 'Bama, but it's fun for a lazy Sunday when we can stay in.
My porch swing is the epitome of a southern porch. It's the perfect spot for sipping iced tea on those steamy afternoons when the air is thick and everything seems to move in slow motion. Today? My red swing is iced in snow frosting, and the wind would blow wet flakes in my face if I dared to sit a spell.
That's my boys, coming home from the first walk of the day.
This is Louie's first snow ever. He was basically nonplussed by it all except that he kept shaking to get the flakes off.
I think the great snow storm of 2009 is just about over. It's very windy and cold for a March morning in 'Bama, but it's fun for a lazy Sunday when we can stay in.
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