Ravings of a solo parent, cat slave, gamer, demoness and a cross stitcher with severe case of mojoitis.
Week 58
This week's word is:Frozen
Some kind of ventilation tubes on the roof of the building opposite my kitchen window. And, as we see, there are some icicles. (Which is a real surprise as it is only -24° C (-11F) out there... *grin*)
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