Sunday, February 12, 2012

It's a Funny Life

I met a friend for lunch this week, which we do at least once a year. I got to the restaurant about 10 minutes early, and told the hostess I was meeting someone. She replied that a woman was just in, looking for a friend, and what did my friend look like? "My height, my age, brown hair" was my reply. Nope, she said, not the same woman.

I was seated, and soon my friend arrived. The hostess (all of 23 years old) was confused. We were speaking of the same woman. But her hair is grey. I am living 30 years in the past.

Last night while sitting in the hot tub admiring the stars, I heard this undercurrent of noise that I had a hard time identifying. Frogs! Many peeping frogs, looking for a mate. They think it's spring, about six weeks early! Our sunny warm winter has confused them. I hope they are not all taken out by frost and snow, but I hope too that we have some frost and snow sometime during what should be winter.

And last, this is the twill sample causing comment:
twill 003

Edited to add
Woke up this morning to a dusting of snow:
snow 003
poor froggies!


Blogger sarah said...

But you didn't enjoy it? How could you not enjoy it?

Maybe I have your share of the twill enjoyement and you have my share of the striped plain weave enjoyment. That would explain a lot. I feel better about the situation.

Unless... do you want your twill enjoyment back?

p.s. You're not living 30 years in the past, you're living in a Now where hair colour isn't terribly important. I live there too; see you around :-)

4:00 AM  
Blogger goatldi said...

I agree poor froggies!

And indeed my friend of soooooooooooooo many years has platinum hair. by nature now that she has as so many of us, taken a hiatus from the color salon.

I could have easily said "blonde" but that would and would not have been the truth.

May the circle be unbroken.

8:50 PM  

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