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BLOW HARD

BLOW HARD

One, two, three...

Blow!

One, two, three...

Sparrowsong the lights just flickered...

Do you smell smoke?

No...

We're still good then...

Do we have any more fans? 

There's one in the shed...

Got it already...

No, we don't...

What are you doing with all the fans?

We're getting a cold front...

Another one?

Yes...

I need to blow it to where it's hot...

Do we have any more extension cords?

There's one in the shed next to where the fan was...

I...

You have it already...

I was just going to say that...

Check the settings...

Cold, colder, super cold...

Low, medium, high...

Do you smell smoke yet?

No...

One, two, three...

Blow hard!

Sparrowsong the lights flickered...

I have power out here...

Sparrowsong do you need another fan?

It never hurts...

Never can have to many...

I could use some more extension cords...

Sparrowsong you're going to blow a fuse...

Just keep hitting the main switch on the fuse box...

Sparrowsong I don't think we're supposed to do that...

It should be fine...

I just need it for a couple of days...

We're going to warm up again...

Won't we be needing them?

No, the cold fronts blow hard towards us...

We'll be fine...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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Leah Yodico

I love your sense of humour ## I'm enjoying this 

Xoxo 

Leah 

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Lily Cas

This gave me a laugh and made me smile. Super fun, however I prefer cold to hot because I can't be out in the sun/heat for very long periods of time without being burnt and looking like a lobster, you'd think my skin would just reflect the heat lol, then I get super light headed. I like to bundle up! Spring and fall are my favorite seasons. Great fun write! :))

xxxLily

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Cherie...

Last week the weather here was about 70 degrees we're dropping to high 30s to low 40s until Saturday...

Snow expected...

We can have a blizzard in June and it's not uncommon here...

Yet, we can be warm at times in February and March...

Depends on how the cold wind blows...

I talked to some friends in the hotter climate and they said the same it's 90 and they're cooling costs are high and I just open the door...

We don't need air conditioning in the summer even when we reach 80s and 90s...

Winters can be harsh...

I am blowing hard!

Thank you for your comment and support my friend! 

Love n Hugs 

sparrowsong 

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sparrowsong

Hello Leah...

Glad you enjoyed! 

Thank you for your kind comment and support my friend! 

Best wishes and Blessings! 

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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Leah Yodico

You're welcome!!  I love cold than hot!although I come from the tropics,  I just can't stand it. I  even use umbrella to protect me from the sun lol ? 

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sparrowsong

Hello Lily...

I agree...

There's lots to do in the snow...

It's easier to warm up then to cool down...

Thank you for your kind comment and support!

:)

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

You are so sweet!

Thank you for your comment and support!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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James Curtis Geist

Fans blowing a way a cold front....such a funny image.   I have to turn on the fans when something burning on the stove sets off my fire alarm....I identify with running around for the fans until the high shrilled beeping stops.

I love your fan picture as well.
JCG

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