We have just broken a tradition. Or perhaps a streak. Molly's streak. The snowpile savant has been dethroned. However, Molly, you may retain your special powers in your other magical realms. Consider it a part of your severance package.
For your very inquisitive minds, the snowpile met it's demise sometime between Tuesday night, March 30 and Wednesday morning March 31. In either case, the new champion of the culdesac snowpile contest is Joy811, for her guess which was within a day or so.
I would say your prize would be to come to Boston and be the first cousin to meet Blake, but I'm afraid Molly's already booked the trip. Molly, was that akin to putting the cart before the horse, or putting the trophy case before the championship?
Regardless. The snowpile is gone, the tiger lilies have shot up their greens, the maple syrup has stopped boiling, the vernal pools are filled, and the peepers are out. We are nearing springtime, I can smell it! Now we just need a few leaves to clothe our trees and some bats to call our bat-house home! Y'all come by for a visit, now, ya hear?!
Congrats to Joy!! AND welcome SPRINGTIME!! Everyone here says the winter has been mild...we don't care, we're still saying "WE SURVIVED A WISCONSIN WINTER"--ha! So glad the snow is gone in your yard & ours!
ReplyDeleteHave fun seeing Vic & Molly!
I can't believe it! I am crying and jumping up and down and screaming! I can't believe I finally won! Oh my goodness. I have to go pack my bags. Molly's plane doesn't leave until Thursday so if I hurry, I can beat her and claim the guest room. She can just sleep on the floor.
ReplyDeleteI have to say too that I keep going back to the photo of Blake being measured with the tape and his little rump... it is so DANG CUTE!
Blasted! That's all i have to say..BLASTED!
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