Not that I’m complaining at all, and I know I can just quit, but I feel like my blog has been filched by the A-Z Challenge. Hijacked. Pinched. Misappropriated by my need to take on the extra work of an alphabetical prompt: shanghaied by my inability to just say “no.”
But I’m having fun!
I just wonder what I’m going to do with myself when it’s all over.
Speaking of being stolen, I wonder what tomorrow’s promised snow is going to do to the flowers in my front bed.
It’s already ruined so much this year: my eaves troughs, the neighbour’s tree and fence, my little solar lamp…
Life is short. Nature, in every form, both gives and takes.




