We're in the midst of a snow storm--lightening even! There is supposed to be 8-12 inches of snow. The storm team on tv is tracking the storm, before a flake had fallen--our man was out on the street. He's still out there, this time covered in white. The wind is picking up from the east and blowing snow, scultures are forming on my car. I love watching it snow, I'd rather watch it than be out driving in it. It's so beautiful....this sparkling, glistening snow. Before the plows come, before cars come through. Its pristine whiteness covers everything like a fluffy blanket. Oh, to see a snow angel. Today I stay in with my head and chest cold. Stay in where it's warm and keep watch with cup after cup of tea.
......a little later, a little lighter....it's still snowing. Paul didn't get the snow blower to work, so he's out shoveling. Heavy and deep.
This little green gazing ball hangs right outside the front door. The wind is dancing with the ribbon. It's a quiet day, listening to this CD.
......a little later, a little lighter....it's still snowing. Paul didn't get the snow blower to work, so he's out shoveling. Heavy and deep.
This little green gazing ball hangs right outside the front door. The wind is dancing with the ribbon. It's a quiet day, listening to this CD.
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