Holly berries close to. I come in close to avoid the usual Christmas card view. A strident display like this one is supposed to promise a cold winter.Warm days in January are a bit disturbing. Nature up the spout. Global warming in action. Now they are beginning to talk about snow and ice or at least frost. I feel a sense of relief. But not everyone likes it cold. "Do you think we're going to have a Siberian winter?" says a neighbour as we pass in the street. Siberian? Now that would be climate change.
It is cold already today. In Mount Pleasant I pass a man of middle age staggering up the hill. He has bow legs, one of those Australian, leather cowboy hats and is wearing shorts and short socks. Sturdy is the word which comes to mind as the best to describe him.
2 comments:
Hah, I first read your post title as holy Siberian shorts!
A lot of youngish, even middle-aged men including the postmen wear shorts here year 'round. Supposed to show a sporty type I think.
Had you been wearing one of your more extreme forms of head-gear you could have gone Snap!
Might the legs have been prosthetic?
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