It was small wonder, then, that he suddenly flung down his brush on the floor, said 'Bother!' and 'O blow!' and also 'Hang spring-cleaning!' and bolted out of the house without even waiting to put on his coat.
------------ Kenneth Grahame
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Even to Me
Frost on the steps like white sand; The shivering cat complains at the door. Winter has finally come Even to me.