Posted on December 12, 2001 - by deCadmus

Winter Angst

It would appear that winter has arrived in the heartland this year with a thud, a clink and a plonk. Sleet, the size of hail-stones, is raining down. While it’s a surprisingly effective way to achieve a winter transformation, there’s a squirrel just outside the window that’s a bit peeved about its method of delivery — as he appears for all the world to shake his tiny fist at the sky each time an icy pellet whacks him on the nose.

I think I know how he feels.