“It’s not my fault,” Pops said looking out the kitchen window at the garden.
The sun shone bright on a clear, cold morning. Coffee brewed on the counter. Its aromatic smell wafted through the kitchen.
“Not your fault?” mom questioned. “I think that it was you who put them out.”
“It was warm,” Pops offered with a shrug. “I can’t control the weather.”
“A few seventy degree days in February doesn’t mean winter is over.” Mom pointed a sideways glare at dad.
He shrugged again and poured two cups full of freshly brewed coffee. “Well, you never know.”
WC: 98
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Sounds much like the weather here – the promise of warmer spring days is giving way to more snow and ice forecast this weekend!
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Ugh! Good luck this weekend then. I’m very thankful not to have that in the forecast.
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I like this environmental take. Winters are going to be intense and shorter.
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We often have warm spells in January and February around here, only to have a hard frost in March or April. It must be terribly confusing for the flora. Glad you liked it!
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A friend of mine was just celebrating the few days of warmth. Um. Hello? We live in Quebec and it is February… we are far from out of the woods, snow and cold-wise!
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Not out of the woods for sure! Visited Quebec once as a teen. Very nice up there. Have a great week!
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It is. You too!
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I am reading this with the AC on at full blast 🙂
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Nothing wrong with that.
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You capture the dynamics of the tiff very well. Pops not quite apologetic; Mom not quite angry enough to throw things; both of them more interested in the coffee than in having a fight. Nice writing.
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Thank you Penny. I’m glad you liked it!
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We had a 72 degree day this week, but I didn’t see anyone doing any gardening. It dropped back down to 40 the next day 🙂 I liked your story. You protrayed your characters perfectly in their dialogue.
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