Dear Piers,
° Did you get it?
° The snow of your childhood dreams?
° We did. Drifts of 1.5 inches in the sheltered Winter Garden. China and Bandit were aghast, Sugar began to bat it about the minute he set foot in it.
° And it cohered! I wouldn’t even have tried it.
° So I made a 3 roll snowman in front of the South wall. Only, he sort of leaned back against the stones. But that was fine, because his face looked more like the backside of an ewok’s hooded head anyway, so I say it’s It, counting to 100 for a game of hideandseek.
° Then Sugar and I went to the Croquet Lawn and played Juggernaut. That is, I rolled a couple of dozen 2foot diameter millstones, and he threw himself in front as a perpetual sacrifice. Though sometimes he just tried to grind meal off his shoulders by leaning into the sides.
° I was going to make Castel Sant' Angelo. Then, bimeby, I decided to make the Tomb of Cecilia Metella. Then, bimeby, sweaty and buttsore, I decided to call it an igloo.
° Well it's not quite up to the standard of Nanook of the North, but there's plenty of room for Sugar inside. And I reckon he can dig out when the whole jerrybuilt mess collapses.
° (Is "jerrybuilt" a racist term nowadays? If so, Thesaurus suggests "slapdash" or "cheap and nasty." I lean toward slapdash.)
° Did you get it?
° The snow of your childhood dreams?
° We did. Drifts of 1.5 inches in the sheltered Winter Garden. China and Bandit were aghast, Sugar began to bat it about the minute he set foot in it.
° And it cohered! I wouldn’t even have tried it.
° So I made a 3 roll snowman in front of the South wall. Only, he sort of leaned back against the stones. But that was fine, because his face looked more like the backside of an ewok’s hooded head anyway, so I say it’s It, counting to 100 for a game of hideandseek.
° Then Sugar and I went to the Croquet Lawn and played Juggernaut. That is, I rolled a couple of dozen 2foot diameter millstones, and he threw himself in front as a perpetual sacrifice. Though sometimes he just tried to grind meal off his shoulders by leaning into the sides.
° I was going to make Castel Sant' Angelo. Then, bimeby, I decided to make the Tomb of Cecilia Metella. Then, bimeby, sweaty and buttsore, I decided to call it an igloo.
° Well it's not quite up to the standard of Nanook of the North, but there's plenty of room for Sugar inside. And I reckon he can dig out when the whole jerrybuilt mess collapses.
° (Is "jerrybuilt" a racist term nowadays? If so, Thesaurus suggests "slapdash" or "cheap and nasty." I lean toward slapdash.)
° Frozen arctic vegetariansealblubberchewing love, Giac.
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