This fall I put the head of Ed Gulley’s Tin Man in my sleeping garden. I had the feeling he’d watch over it.
When I saw him today, the snow piled up just under his nose, he wasn’t looking very happy. Perhaps he was fooled by the warm weather we’ve been having and thought that winter was over.
I identify. Yesterday brought sustained winds of 60-80 mph. All. Day. Long. I completely understand why people went insane during the Dust Bowl.
Wow, that’s unreal Jill. Hope it’s better today.