positive temperature + snow = slush splashing
is uncool. Lower heat than the cold, and certainly wet and gloomy. Zero positive, pure white, szarobury dirt in all varieties in the foreground. And so it was the end of February, it could be grit your teeth and give to the suspension, but the January outlook does not bode no good. Even
tyyyle winter before us. Perhaps differently.
Today I offer Christmas tree though, and stand it for so long. Minute after Christmas, it works for me annoyingly and unnecessarily, despite the fact that I really like the magic of lights.
Interesting that ornament this year, miss? Strange, but despite intensive efforts to ensure that all elements of the Christmas decorations landed in the boxes, there is always something misplaces. Sure, "the devil tail covered" because it's really an inexplicable phenomenon. In September, for example, I discovered a hare hanging on the mirror in the hallway, even though I gave the cut a toenail that when I took off all orders powielkanocnych .. His
choineczce I can tell you-see you next year, because, fortunately, I do not have obsypującego is dying in the sufferings of the living trupka. The moment any, will be piled up in heaps at the bins. Always hell out of me it hurts.
