There is a lot of tree cover in Central so the frost is very patchy as I walk down the street. When I get to the open spaces of the Victory Memorial Gardens, it almost looked like snow!
The sun, though pale and weak, melts the frost very quickly and the mist rises off the lagoon. Such pretty sights distract me from the fact that my fingers were frozen, despite the leather gloves!
Where are the grammer police?
ReplyDeleteAre you referring to the fact that I kept changing tenses? Is that grammar? It certainly isn't grammer ;)
ReplyDeleteI stand corrected. Sadly, I even thought twice about it and chose the wrong one - I blame 2hourly overnight feeds. I don't mind changes of tense. It's whatever resulted in "mists rises." Jars. I still love reading about your life my friend. Gives me hope of emerging from this mire. Love J
ReplyDeleteHa ha, that's just a typo! Those are perfectly acceptable, especially from people who blog every day and can't, therefore, spend too long on it! Hang in there J, your mist will rise too. Enjoy the baby time, it is so special.
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