Good December, Fellow Travellers,
I was surfing the internetz (cause I can't surf in the water)
and I found a poem that made me think of all our freinds from the
Great White North
Wanna hear it?
Here it goes
Winter in Manitoba
It's winter in Manitoba
And the gentle breezes blow -
Seventy miles an hour
At thirty-five below.
Oh, how I love Manitoba
When the snow's up to your butt -
You take a breath of winter
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around;
I could never leave Manitoba
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!
Have fun and enjoy the weather,
Schultz