Winter Wonderland
Today we got our first snow of the season. I woke up to a back yard covered in fluffy whiteness, and more coming down.
Because the ground is still warm, I didn't have to deal with shoveling, but I did have to clean the car off when I took my husband up to a medical appointment. By the time it was over, the snow was coming down hard enough that we questioned whether we wanted to go all the way down to Greenwood for the supper at one of the churches there.
However, when we checked the roads, we decided that it wasn't too bad, so off we headed. The surface roads weren't too bad, although we didn't make as good of time as we normally would. But when we finally got there, the food was delicious and very filling.
By the time we got home, the snow had pretty much stopped. We're forecast to be in the mid-40's tomorrow, so I'm expecting the blanket of whiteness on the grass won't be sticking around for long.
When I was a child, I was told that the number of the day on which the first snow happened would tell us how many snows we'd have over the winter. Back then, I would've been excited at the idea of a winter with twenty-one snows. Now, when I'm pushing sixty, not so much.
Because the ground is still warm, I didn't have to deal with shoveling, but I did have to clean the car off when I took my husband up to a medical appointment. By the time it was over, the snow was coming down hard enough that we questioned whether we wanted to go all the way down to Greenwood for the supper at one of the churches there.
However, when we checked the roads, we decided that it wasn't too bad, so off we headed. The surface roads weren't too bad, although we didn't make as good of time as we normally would. But when we finally got there, the food was delicious and very filling.
By the time we got home, the snow had pretty much stopped. We're forecast to be in the mid-40's tomorrow, so I'm expecting the blanket of whiteness on the grass won't be sticking around for long.
When I was a child, I was told that the number of the day on which the first snow happened would tell us how many snows we'd have over the winter. Back then, I would've been excited at the idea of a winter with twenty-one snows. Now, when I'm pushing sixty, not so much.