Flick wont be happy!

Flick demanded a blip of snow and hail from me.

I had a word with the weather gods but it seems they are now laughing at me.

Nasty critters took away the wind and the rain, ramped up the temperature and forced the sun to shine down on those of us who dared to scoff.

What does a girl have to do to get a bit of snow around here?



Maybe a severed head or two will do the trick....