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Diary of a Goldfish

Sunday, March 23, 2008

I'm dreaming of a white...

It snowedNow I do tend to get disorientated with the passage of time, rarely certain what day of the week it is, or what time of day. So today, is today the one with the fluffy bunnies and spring flowers or is it the one with the holy and the ivy? Because we haven't had any snow this winter, not before today.

Happy Easter everyone! I'm out today with the family, I know I owe lots of e-mail and there are many blogposts I mean to comment on. This week I've either been not around or else here but not all there, as it were.

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Comments on "I'm dreaming of a white..."

 

Blogger Mary said ... (11:15 AM) : 

Same thing happened March 19th last year, too.

It's not right, though.

 

Blogger marmiteboy said ... (12:52 PM) : 

Sybil has been telling it to blizzard so she can go out and make a snowman.

 

Blogger FridaWrites said ... (2:23 PM) : 

First response: beautiful!
Second response: oh, global warming.

 

Blogger Sophia said ... (5:07 PM) : 

Eh? It always snows in spring in Britain.

 

Blogger The Goldfish said ... (5:15 PM) : 

Not in this part of Britain, Sophia. Even in North Yorkshire, it never snowed this late on.

I can't remember March 19th last year though, so perhaps my perception is skewed. Also it was a very early Easter.

 

Anonymous The End of Motherhood? said ... (9:13 PM) : 

That looks blissful to me...if not particularly conducive to hip-hopping along...

 

Blogger Diddums said ... (12:38 PM) : 

I'm only pretending to be 'all there' even now, but it's not because I'm unwell -- I seem to have got sucked into the vortex of computer graphics. Happens now and then.

Our snow doesn't lie, it thinks we are too warm.

I came to read your blog, but while I'm here, you've been tagged. Heh heh.

 

Blogger saraarts said ... (7:07 PM) : 

Happy Easter to you, too, belatedly. Hope it was fabulously fun if a bit, um, white.

I think what happened was the Easter Bunny found himself a deal on fake snow at your local WalMart equivalent, and it was so much cheaper than the green and pink plastic grass that he just couldn't resist.

I could be wrong, of course.

 

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