…in more ways than one.
So we’re driving along after Saturday’s big snowstorm, and there’s a temporary (h-stake) business sign stuck in the sidewalk median. I can only guess that it was for a spa or beauty salon, because the only readable word is FACIALS. Which, along with the rest of the sign, was well-covered with splatters of snow.
Took a few miles to explain my convulsions of laughter to Mrs. B.
No pic, sorry. I wish.
