|The Morning After|
This wonderful snowfall arrived before Christmas, on my birthday. I greatly enjoyed it. I am not certain how much snow fell, but it looks like five or six inches to me, judging by the propane tank. The little town of Eskridge a few miles south, and Wally's hometown, officially recorded 4 1/2 inches. It was not a blizzard by any means, but it was beautiful. My plan to sleep on the porch during the first snowfall was scrapped, surprisingly enough. It was far too cold. That is an idea that sounds grrrrrreat in theory...