It's garbage day, the day we wrap ourselves into mummies and schlep the garbage to the curb, or wherever you think the curb might be.
I see that some intrepid souls did just that. I'll wait a bit, thank you.
See this is why I waited. it's three hours later and the storm has passed. Okay, so have the garbage men but there's always next week.
See that chain in the middle of the picture? I keep it there to remind me that in three months time it will be holding a lovely pot of something colorful and in bloom.
Next winter I'll plant more of these gorgeous tall grasses everywhere I can see them from the windows.
The deck is impassable and hiding under that snow are containers of compost, waiting for the next thaw so I can empty them.
Another time.
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