EARLY this morning, the WINTER-beast-that-just-WON'T-quit, opened its BIG mouth, stuck out its ALIEN-like-dripping-wet icy FANGS and CHEWED our house, EAST windows and walls FIRST ...
I then gathered my COURAGE to face the ENNEMY ...
And with one LONG swipe of my SNOW shovel, I broke ALL its TEETH ... which are now all PILED up in a HILL, looking like SHED crystal UNICORN horns ...
I spend TODAY at my FRIEND's ritzy CABIN on the LAKE ...
With the HELP of strong REMEDIED coffee, we chatted, LAUGHED and enjoyed each other's COMPANY while keeping the FIRE going in his SPIFFY little SARDINE-CAN cottage made of UPCYCLED material ...
EARLY primitive STEAMPUNK, isn't it ? Add LARGE wagon WHEELS to it and a HORSE to pull it and it would make a PERFECT shabby little GYPSY caravan for the summer ...
