First signs of “Winter”.

In Norway, my brother and his family are usually greeted by this as their first sign of winter.

So pretty and postcard-esque, no?

Here, in it-still-reaches-mid-80-degrees-at-the-end-of-October Raleigh, my first sign that it’s winter is that I busted out the space heater and our heat whores cats promptly sat their butts rrriight next to it:


To prevent further embarrassment of our household, I will refrain from saying how “cold” it really was.



Filed under kiddies punks rascals cant live with them cant live without, la familia, Raleigh

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