A blog about the English life of an American kitty who lives with one human woman and one indentured servant man and sometimes two young boys.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
This is what Pumpy and I awoke to this morning here in southern England. Fat, sloppy, cold snowflakes. Most of it is gone now but there's a chill in the air that feels distinctly wintery.
Personally I don't care about the weather because I enjoy eating and sleeping inside all year long. But I know certain people in this house would really welcome some warm, sunny days when they could plant a few flowers in the garden and sit outside in a sun spot and drink a cup of tea.