I have decided to take matters into my own hands, and since I actually have no real power what that means is that I am going to keep complaining until this stops. As part of my vocal campaign, I am launching Operation: “Free the Carolers”. The carolers I am referring to are the result of a crafting day that my church sponsored a number of years ago. For the past several years they have graced our front yard so as to present the illusion that we here at the Steele home have an abundance of Christmas spirit. Normally they take their place on the semi-covered porch, but this year I decided that putting them on the lawn would place them in a more prominent position and possibly raise our level of Christmas spirit credibility.
They have been trapped ever since.
This was a few weeks ago:
A few days ago:
This morning:On the positive side, (‘cuz I just feel like branching out) snow is also pretty. Here are some pics I took outside this morning in my backyard:
Nevertheless, my sentiments still come closer to some that my daughter shared on the way home from school the other day when she said, "Winter is officially NOT my favorite season." Not long after she remarked, "I hope it's not a White Valentine's Day."