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I think we touched 50 F today - yeah!!!!!

The doggie water bowl that we forgot on the deck appears to be melting around the edge - Could this really be the beginning of the end of winter?

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Rosaria Williams said…
Anything is possible this year. We are having unusual warm winds/rain, in the 50's. Love your previous post. Can't believe I missed it.
January 14, 2010 at 5:08 PM
Sylvia K said…
Oh, I hope so!!! I'm so tired of gray and wet and cold!!! Have a great weekend!

Sylvia
January 14, 2010 at 8:27 PM
Snowbrush said…
So often--at least in the places I've lived--some of the worst weather seems to come just when I start thinking that the worst is over.
January 15, 2010 at 1:16 AM
amalia said…
grazie per avermi messo fra i tuoi preferiti, spero che nel mio blog tu possa avere informazioni sulla mia bellissima Italia.
Thank you for your preference for my blog.
I hope you'll be able to learn something about my wonderfull Italy
See you soon
January 16, 2010 at 4:27 AM
Reaching for Skies!!! said…
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January 18, 2010 at 10:42 AM
Rosaria Williams said…
I'm impressed with your command of Italian. How did you come to learn it?

p.s. I wrote your daughter about my grandchild, about the same age, letting her know that the two of them are both interested in poetry. My grandchild can be reached by looking at my followers. She is Miss Kennedy.
January 21, 2010 at 10:13 AM
pink dogwood said…
Grazie Rosaria - Io ho un buon maestro :)

About your granddaughter - I tried looking under your followers, but couldn't find it. I will look again -thanks
January 21, 2010 at 3:39 PM
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