In the summer, Atlanta is hotter than Hades, but this week it froze over. So . . . make a big wish.
For those of you who may not know, here in the South, Georgia to be exact, it generally doesn't get cold. When it does get cold, it's a wet piercing cold. . . and heaven forbid it to rain. Normally it doesn't snow; it ices. Ice covers everything. Stores run out of food, power goes out, heating systems crash, limbs break and trees fall right out of the ground due to their newly added weight. If you manage to get out on the road, post winter glazing, you'll find that the indigenous drivers amble slowly and cautiously as if the small patches of ice they meet will explode if hit too hard.
This week was different, though. The freeze left enough ice on the road for this seasoned veteran of northern winter travel to fear the road. But, travel we did. . . cause that's how we roll.
LOL!
ReplyDeleteLove the illustration. You are so exceptionally talented.