I just want to hear that trickle of a thaw — like nature programs about foxes and their cubs...pan to a stream of spring melt water.

I have a cold so my mind is a little melty

Peter Peter pumpkin peeler.

I took some peas out of the freezer and saw that they all had icy coats on.
The texture reminds me of the item I'm knitting at the moment. (I say item because it could become a present.) I love settling the stitches on the needle — it's like stroking a scrawny cat's back.

The middle photo is just funny...