last day of February is always a good
day, and it is even better when it comes
a day early. The weather has
us a sunny
and very cold day. It is beautiful to
look at, but you wouldn't want
to visit. Tonight the temperature
is to dip to -26 C. The flames are dying
in the second fire of the day, and we
will need a third fire tonight.
The weather is to remain this cold until the end of next week.
Now, I knew winter wasn't going anywhere, that is was staying right here, close to home during the month of March. At our house spring is a dirty word until the first of April.
Attila is in the other room toiling over the business taxes. He laughs and tells me that if we made a profit he wouldn't know how to fill out the forms! Funny yes, and sadly true.
We will have to approach our personal tax returns at the end of March. No money coming back to us, I am afraid. We are just praying we don't owe the government too much, because there isn't a spare penny around here these days.
|RECIPES :: Cast
Mist in a box.
Of course, the fact that this particular box is right in front of my computer screen is just gravy. Note the nonchalance, Mist's specialty.
The hum and rumble of the old fridge in the corner of the room.
By The Easy Chair
by Anne DeGrace
"We don’t pay taxes. Only the little people pay taxes."
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