The IceGnome Cometh

Wethinks blizzard arriveth!   Plethora snow abounds...

Plethora and plethora!  Abounder and abounder....!  Regard, pitch white! 


Hmmm... we alone?  Abandon?  Mayhap we need some bit of help... helloooooo?



                                         Verily, I hear help approacheth! 
         Shoveling sounds ... come...  Rescue imminent! 



Hmmmm... Shoveling sounds cease.  All quiet on Eastern front...  feel smallish breeze to left?  Yet, we remain ... helloooo?

Noooooooo!  Oh!  Oh!  Surely we buried alive...!!!   Helllllpppppp!

a watched bmw never grows

Hmmmm.  Still quite smallish.

Yes she does grow up plethora slow, even as we await with much patience...

 ... and much anticipation...

Verily anticip-p-p-p-p-pation!

Methinks mayhap we water her.... to inspire... growth?

No, no... irrigations useless for BMWs....  try chocolates...!