The forecast is continuous snow until Al Gore cries "uncle". Oh dear, I'm booked to fly from Newark to London tomorrow.
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The forecast is continuous snow until Al Gore cries "uncle". Oh dear, I'm booked to fly from Newark to London tomorrow.
Comments (2)
We're getting blasted too. Love how the trees look when it snows.
Posted by AC Chickadee | February 10, 2010 9:11 AM
Posted on February 10, 2010 09:11
Meanwhile, back in the Rockies, its a balmy 50 degrees...
Posted by Mick Stockinger | February 10, 2010 4:02 PM
Posted on February 10, 2010 16:02