Saturday, January 13, 2007
Its colder than a banker's heart! Oh. Wait. Bankers don't have hearts. Sometimes I forget. It was cold enough last night to to turn the Princess Bush into the Dilapidated Dungeon Damsel. Since the sun had gone to bed by the time I got home from work, I have no idea (but a good guess) as to what the citrus trees look like. What a shame. (yeah, I'm guessing they were given the evil eye by Jack Frost) The kumquat had the biggest crop in years on it. The camera and I will wander out to look at the carnage in the morning. The thermometer claims 28* out at 9:00pm. The cat is not into playing his usual "I'm on the wrong side of the door!" game this evening. He made a stab at it but decided to stay inside after the third time out. The dog is sweetly warming my side of the bed. WHAT a good dog!