I remember when I was young, from the roof of the garage we were still quite low and is time of year we can break the big ice that pointed toward the ground. No, but there were you something more pleasant than a big transparent cube, then let it melt in his mouth thinking that it was the pop-century of the season.
Our mothers were not crazy, instead, knowing full well that this tasting worthy of their heroes would run well crushed in the dirty snow bank while the neighbor for hours, putting the suit was still the good old habit of Ski-Doo from head to foot.
This heat we procured this fantastic sun late February reminded us that soon the fortresses dug into the mounds of snow are no longer accessible due to the rapid melting of snow and winter is drawing to a close. And yes soon, we will exchange our shoes for the bicycle!
important moments of our lives, during which we were the kings of our universe, and we were already trying to decide the territories that we would dominate during the next summer.
The Madame ...
