Saturday, February 9, 2019

Hijinks, Lustre, Bramble


When deep snow enveloped the neighbourhood, the local kids got up to all sorts of hijinks.

One favourite was to throw snowballs into the hopper of passing sanding trucks. Another was to throw them at passing cars.

Some older kids had made ice balls. One put a dent into a driver’s door. The car slid to a stop, backed up, and the driver came racing up the slope to catch the hooligans.

Said hooligans ran through brambles to lose the furious adult. Except one, who hid behind an evergreen tree shaking in fear.

Throwing snowballs had lost its lustre.

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