Not permanently, no–please keep reading. We value our readers.
But if you live in the Ottawa area, we are all meant to be outside right now. Immediately. On patios, on bicycles, by the canal, in the sun. Spring is officially here, and just as soon as I’m done plugging our t-shirt line as appropriate spring wear, I’m leaving the computer. For. The. Whole. Day. (For someone who has a blog, you’d be surprised to learn of my love/hate relationship with this machine. My next blog will be one uniting luddites of the world.)
Andrea adds: Brigitte, are these children frozen? Chiselled in ice? I’m concerned.
Brigitte, a.k.a. Ms. Brown Thumb Of Death, says: It’s a garden statue, Andrea. That’s why it looks so lifelike… Still, it looks more alive than most of my flowers. (I need professional help, don’t I. Off to Home Depot!)
Andrea adds: Well, phewf. Looked at your frozen ice cream children and I worried the White Witch was in town. But if it’s just a garden statue, then it’s all good. (Aslan is still on the move.)by