Tribute to Winter...

I'm trying to get my desk cleaned off today, and I had this one done for a while and sitting around.  My studio is in an old, drafty house and I'm too stingy to turn the heat up.  This Winter has been a good one, and if I know Kansas weather, it's not over yet.

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CitizenBen said…
I hear that. All the snow is GONE from our roof, REJOICE! And now the 'Weather Terrorist' are calling for half a foot on Sat./Sun., BOO! BOO!
I'm tired of shoveling.
February 17, 2011 at 11:33 AM
stephen said…
You see in this world, there's two kinds of people, my friend-- those who get their kids to dig and those who dig. You dig. :)
February 17, 2011 at 12:57 PM
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