It’s starting to think about being Spring in these parts. We had a couple of mild days, just to tease us, and I got out and snapped a couple of pictures.
The snowdrops are in full bloom since I got this picture. Mother Nature does this to break our hearts when she subsequently buries these little beauties under umpty-ump inches of ice and snow and freezing rain.
And here is a stump my husband is killing slowly, in conjunction with jolly old Mother N. He heaps what folks around here call fossil rocks on top of them, and Ma Nature sends rain and moss and bugs and what-have-you to nibble away at their flesh. The Melbourne Method. ~shudders~ Not the Melbourne Method!
Oh, you precious Internet! If I were still single, I would marry you, I love you so much! While I was searching for the name of that slow method of dealing with enemies, I came across The Peter Lorre Collection of Sound. OMG!! What a treasure!!!
Well, that made my day.
WRITING PROMPT: Whose voice, other than people you actually know in person, do you love to hear? Why do you love to hear it?