Monday, January 10, 2011
Of snow and throwers.
We bought a snow thrower three winters ago, today I finally got to run it! Rob always had too much fun with it to give me a shot. Also I didn't really have appropriate clothes, read boots, until this winter. Today the snow has been gently but steadily falling since before I got up, the size of the flakes varied from soft fluffy balls about the size of a dime to tiny little bits (powder to skiers! Yeah!) I think we're up to four or five inches and it is still coming down quickly enough to cover the newly uncovered drive and walkway in only a few minutes. Too dry to build much of a snowman, although Tanya tried! Rob and I did have a short snowball fight this afternoon. I have let myself forget how much fun the snow is. I've always been a winter girl, even when I had to shovel the snow off the drive (36 inches from a double drive in Denver one year.) Being outside in the snow, smiling all the while makes me wonder what other things I've forgotten are fun?
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I always miss the snow until I'm in the middle of it. Then I want my heat. Please don't remind of that this summer when its 100+ degrees. LOL.
I remember the year I was 6, we lived in Newport RI, and snowed in for 2 weeks!!!!. My mom thought my dad was going to kill us(no cigrettes). He finally grabbed my brothers and they spent 3 days digging a path to the garage, and another 3 days to the street. Then the snow plows finally came by and covered up the driveway. Oh the words that came out of my dad's mouth;-)
Stay warm.
blessings,
jilly
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