It may not look like all so much to you, but I’m pretty proud of this particular storm.
It came and stayed for about 3 days snowing first and sticking for a while, and then, raining and melting just in time to start all over again.
But in the end, it was very brave snow and just fell and hung on like it wanted to show us…
that no matter what that silly groundhog said, it is, in fact, winter still–with a mind of it’s own.
If you know me at all, you know that I don’t mind one little bit.
In fact, if I woke up tomorrow to 3 feet of the white stuff, I’d be happy as a lark.
And so, with the little that we have, I’m wishing for the frost fairies to make a couple more passes by the place…
or five or six.
I’m mean really, think of how much I could get done if we were snowed in…for real!
Heh, heh, heh.