Sunday, February 27, 2011


This was the view from our backyard this morning. I love the snow!

Now my dear Motorcycle Dude tolerates it, but he grew up in Nebraska. He grew up with snow.

I, on the other hand, grew up in sunny Southern California. For me, snow is a special occasion. As in, making snowmen, having snowball fights, enjoying mugs of hot tea by the fire.

For him, snow is work. As in shoveling sidewalks and driveways, cold feet and colder hands.

I acknowledge that snow brings some issues with it, but I still love the snow.

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  1. You're very quiet, are you still buried under all that snow?