It’s late March, but there’s snow on the ground, and more to come. Sometimes the snow plow dumps some kind of crumbled black stuff, which makes the street resemble a glass of milk with Oreo cookies dunked in it. I like Oreo cookie milk, but I’m tired of snow.
This handsome fellow looks like snow:
This painted bunny in a dress does too:
You know what she needs? A loden coat.