Get with the season

This morning I woke up to discover six inches of snow had fallen. And you know what that means….

Time to take down the Hallowe’en decorations!

My shame in yanking the frozen scarecrow from our front garden was matched only by the piles of unraked leaves churned up as I shovelled the sidewalk. I really was going to rake those, honest. Maybe if I put a little salt on them, they’ll melt?

Still, I’m reminded that there are others that refuse to get with the season. Last week I saw someone in a similar boat, but dissimilar tax bracket:

It was -5 degrees C, and driving past me was a dude in a 65 Shelby Cobra (so the vanity plate said - could’ve been a replica, though). Top down (do those beasts even have a top?) No hat.

Big smile, though.

I regard this as a personal fantasy dilemma: If I had a 65 Cobra, and it was winter, would I drive it anyway?

Oh, to be faced with such a decision. Perhaps the owner of such a car will let me go for a ride if I rake his leaves, or shovel his snow.

At the same time, even.

Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 12-03-2007 | 01:12 AM
Posted in: I hate nature