My breath in the air
Telling me it is too cold
Yet I’m in the house
(I don’t care about equinoxes and calendars. It’s spring when it stops snowing, I can put away my winter jacket, and I stop seeing my breath in the air. As far as that groundhog is concerned, he better be thankful I’m too lazy to drive over to his place and warm myself with a bowl of groundhog chowder. You’ve been warned, Phil!)
About Charles Yallowitz
Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
I think everyone has it out for the groundhog.
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It’d be such a shame if he came back to his burrow and found a python waiting for him. Such is the circle of life. 🙂
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Oh gosh, I laughed so hard I almost peed! Groundhog chowder! lol
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Thanks. Glad I made you laugh. 🙂
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Leave the poor little rodent alone! Just think, has anyone ever been mad at him when spring came sooner than he predicted? Maybe he was just having an off day! 🙂
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Ski instructors and people with hay fever? 😉
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Good one!
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This so resonates with me!
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Thanks. Hope you find a way to stay warm.
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