Snow

We have it. Beautiful, powdery, kind of deep. Hard to drive through, but I have done it. (Had an appointment for tithing settlement.) I shoveled a path for my car and cleared my walk. It was hard work. And it was still snowing. You know what that means. But later, someone came and cleared the driveway entirely and redid my path. Oh, JOY!

I don't know who did it, but whoever it was did a bang-up job.

By the way, speaking of cliches (as in bang-up), every weather reporter I have heard this last week, reporting of the winter that has hit this country so hard, has used the phrase, "the white stuff." Every single one. Ugh. Is it so wrong simply to repeat the word "snow"?

Dash, my next door neighbor's black pup, was out playing in the snow this morning. Fun to watch him. But I haven't seen a single squirrel all day. They were here yesterday. Where do they go when it snows?

By the way again, I am truly thankful for the snow. I know we need its saving moisture. I do pray for safety--for me, my family, all who must drive in it this winter.