I saw flurries on my way to work this morning. Although I'm dreaming of days at the beach, afternoons grilling, and evenings on the patio, it feels more like Mr. Noel should be getting his sleigh ready.
This figurine was in the basement of an old home in Milwaukee, where it's about 16 degrees warmer than here in the Twin Cities. I'd rather be cleaning out foreclosures down there in the balmy southern reaches of our territory than sifting through soggy, frozen junk here in Minnesota. When will this winter end?
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