The Human's AP lit class read a poem called January Dandelion the other day and here are a few lines:
All Nashville is a chill. And everywhere Like desert sand, when the winds blow, There is each moment sifted through the air, A powdered blast of January snow.
So maybe you can think of your desert sand as a "blast of January snow." Oh--that's no better? Well, we tried!
You don't look very worried about it either way, Elliott. You are a Very Good Boy. Your Mom's favorite maybe???
You are, clearly, beside yourself.
ReplyDeleteAs long as the only thing from outdoors that gets inside is sunshine...
ReplyDeleteThat's the kind of concerned we cats can share too!
ReplyDeleteHappy weekend Elliott :0
Purrs Georgia,Julie and JJ
And we thought we had it bad....
ReplyDeleteHopefully that awful weather won't give you any kitty nightmares.
ReplyDeleteWE had wind today! Still wasn't like New Mexico, though.
ReplyDeleteAs long as you can find a nice sun puddle to lay your head, all is good with your world.
ReplyDeleteYeah, concern is the first word that comes to mind when looking at this adorable photo!
ReplyDeleteYes, you do need to calm down and relax a bit!
ReplyDeleteHey...we are doing the same exact thing!
ReplyDeletedood....long as de windz due knot blow any ewe noe whatz onta yur yard.....☺☺ ♥♥
ReplyDeleteElliott, you are going to get wrinkles and stuff from all of that worrying! ;-)
ReplyDeleteWe are expecting a weekend of icky weather after two nice days. Rain, cold, sleet, freezing rain and maybe snow. I give up!
ReplyDeleteGlad you are not worrying your pretty little head.
ReplyDeleteWe have rain...
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful weekend!
Noodle and crew
It's hard to be overly concerned when you have a good sun spot.
ReplyDelete--Josie McKitten-Cat
The Human's AP lit class read a poem called January Dandelion the other day and here are a few lines:
ReplyDeleteAll Nashville is a chill. And everywhere
Like desert sand, when the winds blow,
There is each moment sifted through the air,
A powdered blast of January snow.
So maybe you can think of your desert sand as a "blast of January snow." Oh--that's no better? Well, we tried!
You don't look very worried about it either way, Elliott. You are a Very Good Boy. Your Mom's favorite maybe???