Day 75: Perhaps I shouldn't have sung quite so many choruses of my snow song. Maybe I shouldn't have put "Let it snow!" in the mini-marquee in the hopes that it would induce a white Christmas. "Be careful what you wish for," they say. My neighbours have given up shovelling, and I've only swept paths to the various bird feeders. Sometimes, there's just no way to keep ahead in the game. Another big dump of snow is possible on Thursday, but temperatures should be rising to give us nights in the mid-teens. On the up side, I predict a drop in daily covid numbers. Ma Nature is doing what government can't: keeping the covey-spreaders home, at least here in the Pacific Northwest.
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