Oh, it’s bitter outside this morning! Temps well below freezing, & the winds churning up snow devils that importune against my window, rather like the ghost of Catherine Earnshaw pleading with the nameless narrator of Wuthering Heights: Let me in! Let me in!Not on your life, snowflakes
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Ha, ha, ha, ha! 😀
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The Russian bots are not Emily Bronte fans.
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Wasn't Lockwood the narrator of "Wuthering Heights"? Freezing here too. Cuddle up with a Kiska.
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Ohhhh! You're right! The narrator did have a name! 😀
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LOL
Makes our gales & cold rain seem rather pleasant.
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It's very, very cold here.
But no winds blowing.
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