WHAT does it WANT?

Welp, we’re all going to smell faintly of asphalt this summer, what with repairs to potholes so deep you could hide a body. If you had one that needed hiding.

You could get splinters from across the street.

Yesterday, I got outside on my bicycle for the first time in months. Today, the sunset came indoors.

The slippers, they stare with eyes that have seen up your pant leg.

I am Princess Tata, Curator of Sidewalk Cracks, Cataloguer of Abandoned Gum.

That’s it. I’m breaking up with winter.

Since you asked, I do love a good tablecloth.

We’re expecting more – I can’t even say it.

When the snow is especially deep, we bundle up like cartoon characters and undertake the traditional Arctic Excursion to the Grocery Store, though we can plainly see others have gone ahead to the Pole.